I’m going to tell you this
And you’re going to laugh
So before I tell you
I just want to ask
That you not laugh
Okay?
Okay, um, so--
My grandmother
Wanted a song
Wanted a song
Her favorite song
Played
At her funeral
And, um, that song was--
The Thong Song
Yes
Yes
...Yes
By Sisqo
She--she loved that song
And, um, she, uh--
She pretty much hated
Everything else
And I’m not just talking
About music
I mean
She hated
Everything
She was--
Not the nicest person
You’ve ever met
She liked to yell
And throw things
And while you might say--
Well, maybe she was losing it
The doctors assured us
That she was totally in her own mind
Like, in a very firm
And, almost stubborn way
Right up until the end
The end being her one hundred and third birthday
She buried a lot of people
Let me tell you
And the one thing
The only thing
That brought her
Real joy in this life
Appeared to be
The Thong Song
So, um, she made it very clear
That that was what she wanted
Played at her funeral
Now, if you’re wondering
How easy it is
To get a funeral home
To allow you
To play The Thong Song
I can tell you
It’s not easy
It is--pretty much
Whatever the opposite is
Whatever the opposite is
Of easy
Hard doesn’t, um,
Doesn’t seem
Like a strong enough word
But we found one
We found a funeral home
With a sense of humor
Which, um, that was--
Lucky
For us
And, um--
The funeral happened
Lots of people showed up
Probably because they wanted to be sure
She was really dead
When you crest a hundred
And you’re still calling at least five people a day
Just to tell them
How much you dislike them
People start to wonder
If death is even possible for you
So there were all these people there
None of them crying
Not a one
Not a one
All twelve of her children were there
And six of them were burying laughter
So, um, yeah
And playing The Thong Song
Really didn’t help
But, um, we did it
We played the song
And then we buried her
Along with our laughter
And we all got pizza
And went home
But you know what I wonder?
I wonder if anybody
I wonder if anybody
Who likes The Thong Song
That much
Could really be
All that bad?
I mean, she was bad
She was--
Truly evil
But--
She also really loved
This anthem of, uh, you know
Misogyny
But also
Just
Pure joy
And, um--
I have to think
There’s something to that
You know?
I have to think
That deep down
Deep
Deep
Down
There had to be
More going on
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