Upon hearing the news of my great-uncle's death:
C: I hope he's eating mac and cheese in heaven.
Me: Did he like mac and cheese?
C: I don't know.
Me: What makes you think he's eating mac and cheese?
C: I think it's probably God's favorite meal.
Uncle Kent would have laughed at that!
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