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Wednesday, August 18, 2004

casket kiosk

Down aisle from groceries, Costco selling caskets

Really nothing spectacular about this article, except that I think "Casket Kiosk" would make an excellent title for a novel.

If you ever watch Penn & Teller's Bullshit!, you might remember their
Death episode and feel a warm fuzzy at the concept of costco selling caskets.

I can't sleep. Someone sing to me.
Posted by xiki at 8/18/2004 01:53:00 AM

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