OK how about Peperoni and cheese... maybe pineapple..
Oh wait, ya didn't mean that kind of tombstone huh... ok how about "Kiss my booty" and then leave my hand sticking out of the ground with my middle finger up... BRUHAHAHA!!
Did I mention that the meds and...
either in Wolvari, Sumerian Cunieform, or Mando'a as this: Maybe this Sea-Wolf had been here to help the Therians survive the onslaught....But Anubarislav will go into Aslan's Country with his head held high and with the crown of destiny ontop of his head
This: “This saddened heart was healed in knowing the pain of life is over and the beauty of the soul revealed.” -Author Unknown
Or this: "Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live." -Norman Cousins
I think that before I die, I want to legally change my name to "Here," so that my tombstone could simply read "Here lies." And people who knew me could walk by, shake their head and say, "Ain't that the truth."
I think I want my tombstone all in 1337 speak. I wouldn't really care what it said as long as it was that.
Or perhaps written by lolcats?
Oh, I don't know, teh interwebz have so many excellent ways of expression.
"Here lies Jon Furniss, all his base are belong to you...
And I will drink the clear
Clean water for to quench my thirst
And I shall watch the ferry-boats
And they'll get high
On a bluer ocean
Against tomorrow's sky
And I will never grow so old again
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet with rain
Hard core conservatives will never disappear from America. Wait Bill O'Reilly just died from a heart attack after reading the first statement. Maybe there is hope. Also, Bananas are a great source of potassium
The dearly departed beneath your feet.
I've been feeling poorly for a while now and I used to regularly say "I'm dieing" jokingly to my wife. She'd then reply with, "You're not dieing". Now it turns out I really am dieing, Chronic Heart Failure". So now whenever I don't feel too good I say " We're going to be rich...
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
Just A Name In Stone That's True,
A Stranger's Dust, Unknown To You.
While I Slept You Laughed and Played
Busy With The Life You Made.
But I Wish You All The Best
From My Sweet Abode Of Rest.
This One Thought I Leave With You:
Be Sincere In All You Do.
Keep Your Eyes on God Above...