- We can burn 'er, bury 'er, or dump 'er.
- Dump her?
- Dump 'er in the Thames
- What?
- Oh, did you like your mother?
- Yes!
- Oh, then we won't dump 'er, then. Which will it be, then, a bury 'er, or a burn 'er?
- I... I don't know. Which would you recommend?
- Well, they're both nasty. If we bury 'er, she gets stuffed in a hole in the ground, and gets nibbled up by maggots - nibble nibble nibble - which could be quite a shock, if she's not quite dead. If we burn 'er, she gets stuffed in the flames, crackle crackle crackle, which can be quite a shock, if, like I said, she's not quite dead. But - quick. And, when it's over, you can get a pot of ashes which you can pretend are hers.
- I'm not sure... She's definitely dead.
- Where's the body?
- She's in this bag.
- Let's 'ave a look then. <zzzzip> Oh, she looks quite young.
- Yes, she was.
- Fred! I think we 'ave an eat 'er!
- <far off> I'll get the over ready!
- Err... Are... Are you proposing we eat my mother?
- Uhhh... Yeah. Not raw! Not raw! We'll cook 'er! She'll be delicious with a bit of sulisbery sauce, some vegetables on top. <smacks lips>
- Well I do feel a bit peckish... But no, I couldn't.
- Tell you what, we eat your mother, and then, if you feel a bit guilty, we'll dig up a grave and you can throw up in it.
- Very well!

(Monty Python, of course)