When I was younger I hated going to weddings ...
it seemed that all of my aunts and the
grandmotherly types used to come up to me,
poking me in the ribs and cackling,
telling me, 'You're next.'

They stopped that after I started doing
the same thing to them at funerals. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/evilgrin1.gif" alt="" />