Mae Mae and Her Festive Fune Have Slayed Me
The importance of wills cannot be underestimated. We need to let the folks we leave behind know what we want to happen when we follow the drinking gourd to our Lord. Folks gotta know what we want to do with our assets and how to send us off. The clearer we can make our wishes, the better.
I’m not sure if Miriam “Mae Mae” Burbank of New Orleans requested to be set out like a character in “Weekend in Bernie 45” but her family sent her off with a bang. 53-year old Mae Mae passed on June 1 and her family wanted to celebrate her in death like she lived.
They embalmed her and sat her up at a table while holding a menthol cigarette and a glass of beer. They put on her good wig, some hater blocker shades, her bingo night ring and other mementos. Oh and you can’t see it here but there’s also a disco ball shining on her.
Chile, I am SLAYED and iCan’t. I lack the ability to CAN. I am unable.
I understand wanting to celebrate and honor someone’s memory but they got Aunty Mae Mae outchea looking like she’s about to play a mean game of spades and cuss her partner out for cutting her. This woman’s rigor mortis is in a squatting position. Is that casket just gonna need to be extra deep.
I ain’t gon lie that I’m a bit creeped out. I might not be coming to this type of fune because I’d spend the entire time wondering what was happening and why it was happening.
When I die, yall better not prop me up with some red pumps, red velvet and rice all around me. NAWL!
Mae Mae is either giving them ghostly high fives for sending her off right or she’s pissed that they got her outchea like this. Her daughters are proud of themselves though so they can have it. They said she was an unforgettable person so she had to sent off in a memorable way. Mission: Accomplished.
So whatcha’ll think of Mae Mae’s homegoing?
Times like this is when you need one of these teeshirts: