These holidays I stayed for a week with a friend's house ... I remember that kinship had, the fact is we had a big house and "empty" (Full of cobwebs and escalopendras) for us.
So far so good.
The fact is that one day in the lounge on the top shelf of a corner there was a statue on a pedestal of considerable size, set me, I realized that a priest was slightly flexed than half embraced by back on a child. We all know the jokes that came out of it. In the middle of my racket and my laughter I got the bright idea to take the statue ... that came to me without a fight and without the stand, the way I look at all the joy, these priests always hide something.
turns out that the base was no such thing was rather a very original urn with the ashes the late husband of someone still inside.
Luckily we are not so squeamish about these things.
Yesterday this friend told me that his family sells the house. The only thing I could say was
And the ashes or sold without them?
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