Here lies Skoggle...
So today's quirky holiday is "Plan your Epitaph" Day. I have a feeling that, if people participate, this post should gather some good comments.
Here's my planned epitaph...for the moment:
And here is a funny one I once read:
Here's my planned epitaph...for the moment:
Skog...was made for dancin'
All-all-all, all night long
Skog was made for
dancin'
All-all-all, all night long
And here is a funny one I once read:
Here lies an athiest.
All dressed up,
and no place to go.
posted by Sarah at 7:45 AM
15 Comments:
I'll have to think about my personal epitaph for awhile, but 2 for Boiled Owl came immediately
to mind:
"He died with his feathers on."
....and, depending on how he meets his demise:
"Go pluck yourself."
My favorite epitaph is supposedly on WC Field's grave, although I've not seen it. I've just heard tell that is says,
"I'd rather be in Philadelphia."
spinfly:
"spinnin on the moon!"
or
"she lived, she died, she spun... allot"
Owl, i like "go pluck yourself" a lot!
Yeah, I'm still thinking about a perfect one for me. The one I put on the post is a nod to the great songman...Leif Garrett.
Spinny, sight edit suggestion"
"She lived, she spun, she flew. Woo hoo."
dohlr (can I have one?)
I have been chanting that for the last 20 minutes, Owl.
How about:
Here lies Skoggle.
Her mouth is still running,
and her hair is quite stunning.
How 'bout.
"Here lies Skogg...
except when she tells the truth."
ooooh! ouch!
Oh, I forgot, lawyers and advertising people always tell the truth, right? Sorry Skogg.
"Here lies Skogg,
Six feet under and still on top."
Better?
Honestly...I like both, but the lie one made me giggle more.
You have good taste, Skogg.
Why thank you, Owl.
Smoochy
I just spit Diet Coke out of my mouth. Thanks, Polyman!
Polyman, you're the greatest.
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