Please fire me. I work in a small town funeral home. Occasionally I get called out in the middle of...

Please fire me. I work in a small town funeral home. Occasionally I get called out in the middle of the night to assist the coroner with difficult situations. Got called to the local adult theater recently. This particular establishment had individual booths fully equipped with “glory holes.” Apparently a middle aged gentleman had passed while receiving oral pleasure at the glory hole from an anonymous man in the neighboring booth. He was a very large man and the door was locked. The paramedics had managed to break away part of the door; enough to determine this man was indeed dead. We had to dismantle the rest of the door to get him out. He was a VERY large man. His pants were off and he was covered in various bodily fluids and blood from a gash suffered when he fell, among “other” things. I had the pleasure of wearing most of these fluids, leaking from various openings in this fat rednecks body. Interesting evening to say the least. To top it off, I was charged with making the funeral arrangements the next day with his lovely wife.

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