(November 21, 2014 at 11:28 pm)Esquilax Wrote: I'm not going to have a funeral. Upon my death, my corpse is to be suspended on a complex series of pulleys and tracks in my house that are linked to the doorbell, so that whenever somebody comes to the door I rise from the sofa and rush over to scare the shit out of whoever it is. The best part is, I'll only get increasingly terrifying as time goes on.
There's no reasen not to cue some music with that!
The fool hath said in his heart, There is a God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good.
Psalm 14, KJV revised edition
