Now we know what really happened to the Transylvanian Twist …Oh!! Hey, wait!!! Is that an Aladdin Magic Carpet?
I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here
Well, you don’t know what we can find
Why don’t you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
You don’t know what we can see
Why don’t you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl, look inside girl
Let the sound take you away
Etc. Etc. So let’s go to a yard sale. How much was that again?
When Bill found out his ex had sold all his stuff he blew a casket.
I would kill to be at that sale.
Joe had a special place for those who tried to steal from his yard sale.
For sale: One unused casket. Grandpa woke up…
I’m betting that someone is just dying to buy that.
Everything must go!
$75.00., body not included. Cash only, no refunds or exchanges……
I don’t want the body, but how much for the suit he’s wearing?
‘It’s not disrespectful Marge; George loved garage sales! Besides, I want this crap out of the house and everyone will be here for the wake anyway…’
“Hush marge, I told you, we will make more money if we put padding into the septic tank and sell as it an unwanted coffin!”
Now we know what really happened to the Transylvanian Twist …Oh!! Hey, wait!!! Is that an Aladdin Magic Carpet?
I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here
Well, you don’t know what we can find
Why don’t you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
You don’t know what we can see
Why don’t you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl, look inside girl
Let the sound take you away
Etc. Etc. So let’s go to a yard sale. How much was that again?
Brings a Hole new Feeling to Garage sales…discounts
hit rock bottom if not at least 6 feet Under!!
What do you mean we don’t have anything to sell at the yard sale?! Surely you can dig up something!
I told grandpa that 3 viagra was to much. Now it has to be an open casket.
Load it up with charcoal. It’s the next BABBQ!
You know the economy is bad when the morticians are going out of business.
Davy Jones’ locker….
too soon?
Yes–but the double entendre is funny.
For Sale One Owner..
When you invest all that dough ahead of tme for Grandpa’s casket, then at the last minute he chooses cremation, what’re you gonna do?