Sunday, February 5, 2012

OBITUARIES


WHAT'S HAPPENED? 
PEOPLE USED TO DIE, OR PASS AWAY.




"HE BECAME PURE SOUL"

"WENT TO DANCE OF STREETS ON GOLD"
(Don't these have a Don Cornelius ring to them?)

19 comments:

  1. I want to be, "Captured in the Air."

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  2. The neighbor lady up the road here went off to push daisies, another neighbor told me. She was a garnder by trade.

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  3. Well, his mother was a Kuntz. It says so in his obit.

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  4. felix: "Merged with his animal spirit"

    MARSHA DID, TRAGICALLY, BEFORE SHE DIED.

    margaret: I want to be, "Captured in the Air."

    IN OTHER WORDS, HIJACKED?

    maddie: The neighbor lady up the road here went off to push daisies,
    another neighbor told me. She was a garnder by trade.


    NOW THAT WOULD FIX OUR ECONOMY, PUT THE DEAD TO WORK.

    cookie: Well, his mother was a Kuntz. It says so in his obit.

    GUESS HE KNEW MORE THAN JUST LOVE, HUH?

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    1. Naw, naw, Jesus reach out and grab me real fas'.

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  5. My favourite death euphemism (British) is "He popped his clogs."

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    1. funny, you'd think if a clog popped, you'd live.

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  6. Poor Marsha, probably died from trying to live with a bag over her face all the time.

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  7. somebody at the Star Tribune is on one too many happy pills, She really should dial it back. Happy Death Day!

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  8. I prefer "karked it"

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  9. "kicked the bucket", " final fart" (a.k.a captured in the air)

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  10. i can surely see the papers printing 'final fart'.
    especially the new york times.

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  11. In the Agelaide (Australia) Advertiser, the last page was Births, Deaths & Marriages. Or as we called it: The ;Hatch, match and dispatch' page. I found this little ditty: "Gabriel blew his trumpet, St. Peter banged his drum The pearly gates they opened and in walked mum'.

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    1. Thanks for popping in Danny! I LOVE the "Hatch, Match & Dispatch" moniker! There's been a dearth of good obits recently. I guess no one interesting is choosing to leave!

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