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What the hell is the house of yes? And why would you have your funeral there?
There’s a club in Brooklyn with that name, not sure if that’s what they’re referring to
It’s not a weird movie starring Parker Posey, Josh Hamilton, Tori Spelling, and Freddie Prinze Jr. involving themes of incest and reenacting the assassination of JFK as foreplay, but it has the same name, so maybe don’t take your sister there especially if she’s into pillbox hats or convertibles.
My girlfriend giving me the most amazing road head of my life as I take a lazy left on Elm Street, only to catch her ex lining up a Carcano M91/38 from the Grassy Knoll and realize I should have taken my mom’s advice about online dating.
A horrified Lesly [girlfriend of Marty] witnesses the encounter and speaks to Anthony [younger brother of Marty], who had already told her of Marty and Jackie’s incestuous relationship. He convinces Lesly that he is a virgin, leading to a brief and awkward sexual encounter.
Not weird at all, no sirree! 😂
Sounds like that thing from Far Cry 5. They’re not known for taking “no” for an answer.
It’s next to the House of Finally.
Probably…
I was at a funeral for a guy who had dated my best friend. I was there to support my friend, let her get some closure. There were easily a thousand people there - they set up speakers in the parking lot for mourners to listen to the ceremony. This guy had been incredibly good at getting people to like him. He easily could have been a cult leader, the number of people who loved his persona and either didn’t know of or ignored his manipulative behavior.
Anyway, eulogies are delivered. A close friend, then a family member, then his girlfriend…then his other girlfriend. The two girlfriends learned of each other’s existence and met for the first time at the funeral.
The second girl said something like “I loved him so much, as I’m sure you all did too. I was convinced that I could make a difference in his life and make things better for everyone, but maybe it was just about the sex after all.” She then left. Fully left the building.
Nobody I knew there at the funeral had any idea who she was, except the parents who later confirmed to my friend that she was indeed his other girlfriend.
That is absolutely hilarious.
Getting a girl to say at your funeral that you fucked her really good is a pure posthumous power move
This would make a great business model. I would sign up.
RIP to that legendary hog and the sweet innocent boy to which it was attached.
