Funny you should ask monkey. My father and i had similar problems when i was younger. He taught me a great trick to please me and his wallet. Around the first time i first asked him for a dress for my prom the JonBenet Ramsey thing had happened. Now my father knew where they laid her body to rest , he went to the grave site the night before my prom and the next morning i had a beautiful beauty pageant like dress, it was a few sizes too small and gave me the extra motivation to lose those few extra pounds before the big night, so a few hours in the bathroom and i was looking fabulous and had the dress of my dreams.

So i suggest you go to random funerals and do some window shopping, mark down the name and then come back at night with and hunt down the grave.