sometimes it's nice to think about life really hard. think about the dying thoughts of a possum as it tried to cross the street. "maybe i should get out of that big things way." you stood your ground possum. good job. rest in peace possum.
i just realized the word "rip" is probably on countless tombstones. probably because not everyone could originally afford to have the words spelled out on the headstone so they abbreviated it, then it became a trend. it seem's like such a stupid word to be memorialized by, even if it does stand for something else. people are just goofy. i think a smiley face with a tear is more appropriate :.) or they shouldn't say anything and just paint tombstones different colors, whatever they feel. make a painting party out of it. rocks are boring and sad, even marble ones. it's mostly a waste anyways.
no that is not a third eye, it's a tear. dammit.
Saturday, December 31, 2005
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my tombstone:
here lies chase.
let it RIP
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