He was de-composing
Because of all the skulduggery
.....but it turned out to be a field of carrots.
that's ok i'm getting buried at sea
Turns out itβs just a communist plot.
A grave mistake.
Decomposing.
"That would be nice" she said. "Plethora"..... "Thanks, that means a lot."
The mortician asked the deceasedβs wife how she would like the body dressed. He points out the man looks good in the black suit heβs already wearing. The widow however said she thought her husband always looked his best in blue, and she would really like him in a blue suit. She then hands the mortician a blank cheque and says βI donβt care how much it costs, but please have my husband in a blue suit for the viewing.β The woman returns the next day for the wake. To her delight she finds her husband dressed in a gorgeous blue suit with a subtle chalk stripe. Remarkably, the suit fit him perfectly. She says to the mortician, βwhatever this costs Iβm very satisfied, you did an excellent job and Iβm incredibly grateful. How much did you spend?β To her astonishment the mortician presents her with her blank cheque, and he says βthereβs no charge.β Shocked she replies βno really, I feel like i must compensate you for the cost of that exquisite blue suit.β βHonestly maβamβ, the mortician says, βit costs nothing, you see a diseased gentleman about your husbands size was brought in shortly after you left yesterday. He was wearing an attractive blue suit. So I asked his wife if she minded if her husband went to the grave wearing black. She had said it made no difference so long as he looked nice. So from that point on it was really just a matter of switching the heads.β
SΓ©once
Epitaphs never written:
I never thought I'd live to see this day come
Here lies a great photographer, he died from overexposure
She wrote a best selling book
- Paige Turner
Here lies Claire Voyant
She never saw it coming...
...is just a Communist plot.
Death care.
The plot thickens.
Apparently itβs a dying art.
But I was able to dig myself out of it
Because they have one foot in the grave.
Sheβs dead and berried.
It wouldβve been the next day, but he had Post Martyr-dom depression.
That my grave robber is called an Archaeologist.
Because they can still rest in pees.
I couldn't follow the plot.
He was a spirit defeeted
Look whoβs grounded now, mom.
Remains to be seen.
Thatβs when I knew it was Thyme.
You can hear him decomposing
βNo, just having a shitβ he said
I asked the manager why it was so crowded. He said people were dying to get in
The Pillsbury Doughboy, remembered best as "Pop N Serve", and/or "Pop N Fresh", died yesterday of a severe yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.
Doughboy will be buried in this lightly greased coffin.
Dozens of celebrities will turn out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch.
The grave site is expected to be piled high with flours.
Aunt Jemima will deliver the eulogy and lovingly describe Doughboy as "a man who never knew how much he was kneaded".
Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers.. He was considered a very smart cookie, but wasted much of his dough on half-baked schemes.
Despite being a little flaky at times, he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions.
Doughboy is survived by his wife, Play dough, three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop tart.
The funeral will be held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.
Decomposing
De-composing
A grave mistake
De-composing
