Hey, double bookings count! I'll take em!
Reminds me of a story that Billy Dee told recently. He and three friends went down to Jungle Jim's wake in Trenton. He said when they got there, Jungle's son was the only one they met/knew outside, so they went in together. Someone told them what room to go to. When they went inside, there was an open casket with a woman in it. He said Jungle's son popped off with something like "Look! Dad did it again! He double booked himself to his own funeral and sent someone else, instead!"
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