Funeral

A midget, a suicidal man, a deceased father, and a hallucinogenic drug. This was a funeral I attended. Two years ago my friends dad died, "the deceased father". He wanted someone to attend the funeral with him, so that he wasn't alone. I said yes to the offer and attended the passing of the old man. The funeral was like any funeral that you may have read, watched or known about. Gorgeous flowers, proper decoration and of course the casket, all was normal until he walked in. "The Midget" ( little-person, short guy, vertically challenged, or man in the mirror) He demanded to be written in the will and stated that he was having sexual relationships with my friends father. In a fit of rage he passed around pictures of the two and the "close relationship" they had with one another, and wouldn't settle for anything less then twenty-one thousand dollars. Meanwhile upstairs my friend's brother's headache grew. He began searching for Tylenol, aspirin, ibu profen, or anything to help sooth the pain and calm his nerves. He came across a pill bottle the read Valium. (Valium- (diazepam) is used to relieve anxiety, nervousness, and tension associated with anxiety disorders. It is also used to treat certain types of seizure disorders and muscle spasms.) He didn't realize that someone exchanged the valium pills with an acid base drug. "The hallucinogenic drug". Back downstairs arguing amplified and chants of the father to be "a cheating scum-bag" echoed the living room. A mother in tears, a son ashamed and a little person fuming. Of course the only other thing that could go wrong would be the second son coming down the stairs ranting and raving about suicidal tendencies. "the suicidal man" Since everything bad had already happened Murphy's Law dictated this would happen next. And just when the funeral reached its most glorious, my friend stood up screamed at the top of his lungs. Everyone