A woman is sitting at her deceased husband's funeral. A man leans into her and asks, "Do you mind if I say a word?"
"No, go right ahead." she replies.
The man stands, clears his throat, and says, "Plethora." Then he sits back down.
"Thanks," the woman says, "that means a lot."
"No, go right ahead." she replies.
The man stands, clears his throat, and says, "Plethora." Then he sits back down.
"Thanks," the woman says, "that means a lot."
