My Mom, of all people, just sent this to me
(passed along from one of her ladyfriends), and
I had to pass it along to y'all:

A cardiologist died and was given an elaborate
funeral. A huge red heart covered in flowers
stood behind the casket during the service.

Following the eulogy, the heart opened, and the
casket rolled inside. The heart then closed,
sealing the doctor in the beautiful heart forever.

At that point, one of the mourners burst into
laughter. When confronted with the disapproving
looks of the other mourners, he explained, "I'm
sorry, I was just thinking of my own funeral --
I'm a gynecologist."

At that point, the proctologist fainted.