On the way to a funeral, I traveled through some dense fog, and for safety's sake, put on my headlights. When I returned to the car, it wouldn't start because I had forgotten to turn off the lights. I went back to the funeral home to ask for some help and was met at the door by the undertaker.

"My car is dead," I said.

"Sorry, lady," he replied. "We don't bury cars."

Received from Edward S.

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