Small House of Everything

Small House of Everything

Wednesday, December 11, 2019


At her husband's funeral, a man walked up to the widow and politely asked, "May I say a word?"

She sniffed into her handkerchief and nodded.

He went to the front, gazed out at the mourners, cleared his throat, and said, "Plethora."

As he went back to his seat the widow said to him, "Thanks,  That means a lot.'

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