My Nephew Joe passed away. It was unexpected. He was a funny, straight forward guy. He wished to have a viking funeral. Unfortunately there was no way we could pull that off in real life, so I thought I'd give him one here. Rest in peace Joe.
"It was how Dave said "us". Like the last three years had never happened. It was how George walked down and threw dirt onto the casket. It was how I know you would want this to be a fast one. And not some cliché ballad." (You Made Me Want To Be A Saint, The Wonder Years)
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