Bahama Mama
April 1, 2005, 09:08 AM
A man is on this death bed. His grown children gather around him. The oldest son asks if he has any last wish. "I would love a piece of your mother's chocolate, rum and cream cake." The son rushes down stairs to the kitchen where the mother was cooking.
In a few moments the son returns empty handed. "Where is my cake?" asks the father. The son replies, "Mother said you can't have any. It is for after the funeral."
In a few moments the son returns empty handed. "Where is my cake?" asks the father. The son replies, "Mother said you can't have any. It is for after the funeral."