Last weekend, we had a bridal shower for my dear friend Grace of The Spinsters fame. I arranged all the flowers for it, so necessarily, I needed to buy a large amount of flowers. While in the checkout line with all the flowers, an old man who was in front of me turned and said “What a lovely bunch of flowers! What do you need so many for?” to which I said, “For a bridal shower.” to which he then said “Oh! Is your daughter getting married?”
And then I died. The end.