Another day closer to the grave? NOt ME...!!! I've chosen cremation, but whoever it is that I leave behind who might be faced with the task of my disposal may not honor my request.
Years ago, my thoughts about cremation were not pleasant. As a matter of fact, I viewed it as if it were no different than burning someone alive...!!!!
WAIT A MINUTE...!?!?!!?
How can we burn someone alive??? That makes no sense at all...
"Hey Marvin...Mildred just croaked from a heart attack; wha-da-ya-wanna do..."?
"Lets set her ablaze Sidney, and see if she pops on back to life again"...
"Okay...I'll go get some matches and gasoline"...
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Anywayzzzzzzzzz………… I think differently about being cooked after I'm dead...as a matter of fact...I don't give a hoot if I wind up in some take-out joints beef fried rice...
I'll be DEAD...What the hell do I care!?!?!?
I told my kid to just take my body over to the park, and prop me up on a wooden bench; let the City worry about what to do with me. Besides...it'll save my heirs a ton of money if they dump me in the park and skadoodle away.
Is skadoodle a real word, or just slang? Maybe I should use the word skidaddle instead?
I don't know...I guess it doesn't matter...Just like cremation or burial doesn't matter. It just matters to those we leave behind; so, let them make the decision. Right...???
Yeah...I know I'm right...
Listen folk...I'm outta here for now; see ya when I see ya (Unless I'm dead by then)
Ciao
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