I had a short kind of horror idea a clown funeral and the wife is sitting there crying with the friends and family and then they hear it. pop goes the weasel playing so faintly they can barely hear it. the pastor drones on as the song gets louder and louder as the pastor speaks and everyone begins to look at each other confused till it clearly audible and the pastor has to speak loudly over it till...it suddenly stops before it finishes again. and the pastor asks everyone to bow their head to pray. just as he says the the pop goes the weasel finishes loudly and the coffin explodes open spraying everyone with a mixture of confetti and gore. it time skips to the office where the funeral director is apologizing profusely saying he isn't sure how this happened and the wife finds a gore stained note in her purse.

I KNOW IT WAS YOU
I KNOW YOU DID IT FOR MY MONEY
I know they will never prove it
I KNOW YOU WERE SLEEPING WITH OUR NEIGHBOR SCOTT
I HOPE YOU CHOKE ON IT
I HAVE SOMETHING ELSE YOU CAN CHOKE ON OPEN THE BOX
INSIDE IS A MIDDLE FINGER
the wife begins to sob hysterically

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