Workers in a California thrift store received an anonymous and very shocking donation when what was believed to be a vase, was revealed to be an urn complete with ashes inside. Can you imagine what it must take for someone to donate a relative to a thrift store? I imagine the thought process must be something like: "Bob, I never could stand you when you were alive. Now that your dead, my evil little black soul still cannot find one ounce of pity for your passing. So to save myself from having to look at your ashes all day every day and since you were one ugly mofo when you were alive, you're off to the Goodwill! Maybe someone will buy your sorry arse for 99 cents."
