"OH GOD- THEY'VE BURIED HIM ALIVE! Why the hell are you still reading this? Get help! Dear Lord he's suffocating- do you have any idea how painful that is? Christ- you're still here!? Run you maggot- Get. Him. Help! Oh my GOD! He's bursting...
no marker, no grave nor urn. When I go the body will be cremated and ashes scattered, there will be no trace that I was ever here or lived. None will remember, none will care, it is as if I am already gone and this body doesn't know it.
where I live does not say anything about the person burried underneath. It's just state the person's name, date of birth, and date of death. Occasionally they will state at what age did the person died. So my tombstone probably won't say anything.
I am not too bothered since I won't be around to see it....however this one has a certain....well.......something about it...............HEY maybe we should think up witty epitaphs for people we know???????????????
was born he already had something special in him, he has tried his very best in delivering that special gift throughout his lifetime, and that special gift was power, strenth and respect. Mostly towards the people that he had loved very dearly."
I have no intention of being put into the ground with the bugs and the darkness, I plan on being cremated and stored inside of Pringles cans. My children have already chosen their individual flavors, so they know whats up.
But IF I did intend to be buried, I have thought...