Following on from First Nations placenta planting I had a little search on the internet and found this lovely Placenta cocktail recipe (right next to placenta lasagne....I kid you not) , bound to make any cocktail party go with a gag
The poor woman who runs the website plaintiveley pleads
Please refrain from sending me nasty letters about this... if you don't find this to your liking, please just go to another page. Try to keep an open mind...
On another topic my french sister in law (or belle soeur if you want to get all continental about it) put the wind right up my parents , who had been discussing funerals and wills and stuff .My Sis in Law informed them that when they were children and someone had died in the village where they lived ,( in a hot part of mid France) , they used to wait a couple of weeks , then go to the grave yard at dusk , and strike a match over the grave.Apparently the gases seeping off the mouldering cadaver used to ignite in a beautiful mushroom cloud fireball !!!!!.
Ma Beasty has made me swear on the bible that I ensure she is cremated as she doesnt want the wiley continental minx , dragging her foul brood(they are not foul really) down to the local cemetery for grannies last stand .
***stricking of match***
There goes granny!!!!!!.
****picks mandible out of hair , scrapes gunk from dress***
Sounds rather fun to me