I am reminded of when, in an mmo I played, a fellow player decided to start funeral services after the fifth time I died.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to mourn the passing.."
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
― Hogfather