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Re: Being flushed when you die
« Reply #50 on: May 10, 2008, 12:04:37 PM »
Whoa! $13.50!! I'm in!!  laugh
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Re: Being flushed when you die
« Reply #51 on: May 10, 2008, 02:05:59 PM »
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prop it up by some remote trail where the sun bleached bones can startle passing hikers and frighten small children.

Now I like that idea  grin
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Re: Being flushed when you die
« Reply #52 on: May 10, 2008, 05:00:54 PM »
Can the bone residue from this process be snorted Keith Richards style?
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Re: Being flushed when you die
« Reply #53 on: May 10, 2008, 07:29:43 PM »
Aw come on sind and josh

It's on the menu with liver fava beans and a nice chianti

What did yall think there wasn't a soup course?

Just imagine what we could use to make crunchies to put on the soup for texture!
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Re: Being flushed when you die
« Reply #54 on: May 10, 2008, 08:14:24 PM »
"Prop me up beside the juke box when I die."
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Re: Being flushed when you die
« Reply #55 on: May 10, 2008, 09:46:55 PM »
Cryonics.
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Re: Being flushed when you die
« Reply #56 on: May 10, 2008, 09:51:31 PM »
Quote from: lupinus on May 10, 2008, 06:29:43 PM
Just imagine what we could use to make crunchies to put on the soup for texture!

I don't wanna imagine
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Re: Being flushed when you die
« Reply #57 on: May 11, 2008, 09:26:24 AM »
Woke up this morning
Put on my slippers
Walked in the kitchen and died
And oh what a feeling!
When my soul
Went thru the ceiling
And on up into heaven I did ride
When I got there they did say
John, it happened this way
You slipped upon the floor
And hit your head
And all the angels say
Just before you passed away
These were the very last words
That you said:

Chorus:
Please don't bury me
Down in that cold cold ground
No, I'd druther have "em" cut me up
And pass me all around
Throw my brain in a hurricane
And the blind can have my eyes
And the deaf can take both of my ears
If they don't mind the size
Give my stomach to Milwaukee
If they run out of beer
Put my socks in a cedar box
Just get "em" out of here
Venus de Milo can have my arms
Look out! I've got your nose
Sell my heart to the junkman
And give my love to Rose

Repeat Chorus

Give my feet to the footloose
Careless, fancy free
Give my knees to the needy
Don't pull that stuff on me
Hand me down my walking cane
It's a sin to tell a lie
Send my mouth way down south
And kiss my ass goodbye

Repeat Chorus
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