“Protestors? At a funeral?”
“I was a protestor. I was such a protestor that I regularly protested things that might have been good for me.”
“I honk at protestors to show my support, and also tell them to get the fuck out of my way.”
“hope had become despair, protestors had become terrorists, love had become sex, music had become noise, and us had become me.”
“Funerals...are for the living.”
“You are thirty minutes late.""Yes.""Would you be thirty minutes late to a wedding or a funeral?""No.""Why not, pray tell?""Well, if the funeral was mine I'd have to be on time. If the wedding was mine it would be my funeral.”