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The Traffic Warden
As the coffin was being lowered into the ground at a Traffic Warden’s funeral, a voice from inside screams
“I’m not dead, I’m not dead. Let me out!”
The Vicar smiles, leans forward sucking air through his teeth and mutters
“Too late pal, I’ve already done the paperwork”
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