Mother Teresa, their mother, not the saint, is on life support, after a sex-induced heart attack. Either the son or daughter must decide when to pull the plug. You do it, you're older. No, you're the favorite. But you need to get back in good with her. In the afterlife, are you kidding? How about Dad doing it? She hated him; he hates her. He'll probably ask if he can pull it twice. No, it has to be one of us.
We have to do it soon. I have to make arrangements for her. What, in your business? Are you kidding. Who sells time shares in a cemetery? They are joint plots, not time shares. Elevator operator: third floor, Uncle William; coming up, fourth floor, Aunt Gladys. Okay, I'll do it.
But then, a miracle. Don't worry son, all is forgiven. Just one thing I'd like you to do. Yes? Read this note at my funeral. Sure, what's it say????????