Or possibly not humorous at all, depending how you look at it.
My df died in 2015 and I have his ashes on a shelf in my bedroom.
My dh died in 2017 and I have his ashes on a different, more prominent shelf (under the tv!), also in my bedroom.
(I’ve just realised the presence of two lots of earthly remains in my bedroom might sound grim - it’s quite a nice room really I promise!)
Anyway, I have decorators in so I had to clear all shelves in my room today, and put stuff away. Df and dh ended up next to each other in a cupboard which made me smile as they weren’t especially fond of each other.
I had an imaginary conversation between the 2 of them going on in my head:
Df: What are you doing here?
Dh: What are you doing here - this is my bedroom.
Df : I’m in your bedroom?
Dh: Well, you’re in a cupboard in my bedroom to be precise.
Df : Well how long am I going to be here for? And who are these blokes?
Dh: They’re the decorators obviously, I thought even you would’ve realised that, what with the paintbrushes and the paint …
And so it went on (in my head) for quite some time! It was strangely comforting!