One of the city's top cardiac specialists died. At his
>funeral, his coffin was placed in front of a huge replica of a heart
>made
>of red roses.
>
>When the pastor finished the sermon, and everyone said their good-byes,
>the large heart opened up, the coffin rolled inside, and the heart
>closed again. It was a majestic tribute to the much loved cardiologist.
>
>Suddenly, one of the mourners burst into a fit of laughter.
>
>Irritated by his insensitivity, the man sitting next to him asked, "Why
>are you laughing, Mister?"
>
>"I was just thinking about my own funeral," the man replied. "I'm a
>gynaecologist".
>
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