So, in Bute Montana back in the days of the copper mining boom. There is this wake in the house, the men are drinking whisky, and smoking cigars in the kitchen, and run out of chairs. So they close the casket, lean it on the wall and use the chairs to sit on.
The priest walks in, and says, This is a sacrilege, I need three chairs for the corpse. "Hip, Hip, Hooray, Hip, Hip Hooray, Hip, Hip Hooray."
