Post your own obit.

coaster

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While watching the olympics a commentator stated that the Aussies made light of death by creating humerous obituaries. A friend passed away several years ago while climbing in Peru. He had prepared his own obituary and when I read it I roared. What would you write? Do you think it's okay to take death lightly?
 
lateral thinker becomes horizontal stinker

coaster, as identified by forensic experts, was surrounded by his three dogs when neighbors decided to investigate an unseemly smell. To their surprise when they opened the ivy covered gate a Golden Retriever was gnawing on what appeared to be a human bone. They discovered coaster sprawled in the backyard, his head crusted in mud, where he had lain for aproximately three weeks before becoming dinner and chey toys for his three dogs. It was determined by investigating officers that a retaining wall built by coaster last year had collapsed. Nearby the body was found a shovel and a bag of dogshit. It was said that everyone in his clan had one leg longer than the other. He's probably tugging your's now.
 
You are getting a great deal of response to your wonderfully refreshing thread here, Coaster.

OK, I'll help you out here. Only because the end of the world is near as I am soon going to point out to Reverend Bobtoad. Everyone should be seriously working on their obit.

My obit is only in rough draft form so far. I have, however, determined the wording for my gravestone and put it in my will. "Fucked to death."
 
insideShiraz was swell...

Raised in the sprawling woods of Kentucky, he mastered the language at the age of 2 months.

In his life, he had set the seemingly unattainable goal of becoming the Captain of the High School Ski Team. He proved everyone wrong by doing just that very thing. "Lightning inside" he was called with affection, as he guided that under-achieving team to the State championships.They came in a close Fourth place.

insideShiraz leaves behind Everyone.

He was heard to utter as he slipped quietly away,"It wuz me muddah"...
 
Doing nothing more alarming than sneering at the crowd, the condemned was quiet as the executioner set the torch to the kindling, and the flames rose high very quickly.

There was a report from some spectators, probably under the influence, that they heard someone singing, "Hot Hot Hot" from the middle of the fire, but no one who was sober seemed to hear it.

The most alarming part of the proceeding was the sudden thunderstorm that extinguished the fire, revealing an unoccupied stake. Further investigation revealed fires started simultaneously in several parts of the town: the courthouse and jail; the Bells and Motley public house; and the residences of a several high-ranking officials.

The remains of the condemned have yet to be found. It seems that several bits of burnt rope were found at the sites of the fires. The mystery has many uneasy in their beds. Several other officials have left town.

Sleep easy, everyone. <|;-)
 
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