We’re standing at the gravesite and it was snowing. We were all crying. We just said some prayers and left some flowers.
Then we drove around to the other edge of the cemetery. We parked the car and Ann took the ashes, went over the fence, back to the gravesite, and dumped Sid’s ashes on Nancy’s grave. Then she came back and got in the car and said, “Well, they’re finally together.”
And that was that.
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the worst part about ugly dudes is everyone defends them like ‘he’s really funny though’ or something but if a chick is ugly to someone they just straight up dirt like they might as well not even have a personality