Laughter is good
So, my eldest brother and his coworker often pass a cemetery on their way to and from work every single day and his coworker always says with a solemn expression that his dad is buried in this particular cemetery. To which my eldest brother always says that his dad too is now resting in a cemetery.
So this one particular morning his coworker says yet again that his dad is buried over in the cemetery that they pass every single morning. And my brother thoughtfully asks that particular morning. “I wonder what they’re doing” ( their deceased dads). His coworker turns and look at him and says, “They’re probably looking for a cold drink of water for their dry tongues.”