speakin of coffin............
Who Wants To Be A Millionaire Fraudster, Charles Ingram commited suicide this mornin........ITV say they will pay for the chapel, the ceremony and the flowers for the funeral but won't pay for the coffin.
I thought it was funny neway
[Edited on 03-05-2003 by BigSte]
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> Late last Saturday night; a young chap was walking home from a club.
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