A real funny guy you've been.
Never will I feel the same
When playing that Phase 10 game.
When drinking a cold Woodchuck,
I'll think how this really does suck,
Because you'll be in the ground
Where you shall not make a sound
Unless alive you've been interred . . .
But I doubt that's to be inferred.
We'll mourn and weep at your graveside,
Leah, Rusty, Spencer, and I,
Until we all just go crazy
And our worlds become quite hazy.
Your corpse we will then unbury!
(We, your friends, are kinda scary...)
3 comments:
Hilarious! I proclaim it the jest of the season!!! You sir have stolen my thunder once again.
Until next week...
Truly, no thunder thievery took place. I think your incredibly off-beat funeral arrangements might just be the "must-attend" event of the century, my friend. The thunder remains yours!
Sniff, sniff.
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