Found this old email from someone who will remain nameless who also, conveniently, has no memory of it, either:
A special note for a special sister. Pass this on to everyone you've ever meet or else a fly will attend your funeral in the future with a cricket and his pet cow and also you will get a duck.
It's all about the ducks*, isn't it?
The disturbing thing about all this is why would you want an economy-size tomb? 'Less you're planning to take a whole lot of people with you when you go?
*No, I am not calling him a duck. Look under "Another Brick in the Wall."