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WHAT WILL IT SAY ON MY SNOW COVERED GRAVE ?
(via showerbeers)
Thomas loved Elise.
I resolved this one earlier today.
My epitaph will read: “Insurance Salesman and Forgotten Poet of Iowa”
Death used to ride a white-maned horse/ Before these gray roads lined the sod/ But now he travels on his course/ Astride a sleek thing, rubber-shod.
Jay G. Sigmund (The Real Forgotten Poet of Iowa via my-ear-trumpet)
December 19, 2009 at 3:45pm Comments
![Shut up! Shut up, you American! You always talk, you Americans. You talk and you talk and you say, “let me tell you something,” and “I just wanna say this.” Well, you’re dead now — so shut up!
[Monty Python - The Meaning of Life: Part VII - Death]](http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuxbcfuvBg1qa4l57o1_500.png)
Shut up! Shut up, you American! You always talk, you Americans. You talk and you talk and you say, “let me tell you something,” and “I just wanna say this.” Well, you’re dead now — so shut up!
[Monty Python - The Meaning of Life: Part VII - Death]
December 19, 2009 at 3:09pm Comments
(via juliasegal)
Amusing, but if you’re dead, I’m not sure it will really matter to you.
On a lighter note, I had a Facebook friend who committed suicide over a year ago. His Facebook page still roams the social media night like a ghost ship. Energy can neither be created, nor destroyed.
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