Larf? I peed mesen. Many years ago me and a few o't lads were walkin' back across the churchyard. Stopped for a spliff on't way, like yer do. One of the lads crashed right out. There was a grave dug for a funeral next day. We carried him over, laid him in, and covered him with leaves up to his neck, and flukked off. Next day he wakes up, throws major panic attack and the assembled mourners went totally doolally tap. I forgot to say we'd stripped him stark bollock naked before we buried him. When he jumped out the grave and legged it there were three more funerals in a week. Dunno why . .