your funerals theme was macca pacca. People arrived in pairs to dance on your corpse in the wetherspoons shitter. The pairs were: Nanny plum and Nunu, Wilbur soot and a hairbrush, Jax and ur mum and Mr Mustashe and Tiddles.
They all to fortnight emotes on ur shit filled corpse while singing "Divorced, beheaded and died! Divorced, beheaded, survived! I'm henry the eighth i had six sorry wives, some might say i ruined their lives!" then jazz hands cus they're slay
suddenly, they all turn into henry the eighty and ur resurrected!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Wow, i never knew i had a henry the eighth fetish! thank you all for awaking this weird thing from inside me! now i will die again."
bleh, ur dead again
then, someone walks through the door with a gun!!! they are.....
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Randomthis is a colab book with @whyareyoulikethi5 that we made by taking turns writing this was not planned i'm so sorry for anyone who decides to read this edit - this was written before the internet found out about how awful Wilbur Soot is. I do not su...
