Yeah, death may very well be the thing that sucks the most about life. At least this guy went out with the pessimism that he so diligently cultivated in his life. Mr. Mitchell, we appreciate your honesty.
Well, with that attitude, it seems like Jerry might have been shot by his jealous wife, Jeannette. Jerry, you wouldn’t have even been able to make any husbands jealous at age 102. Good thing women tend to outlive men.
This guy was a comedic genius. The actual epitaph was touching, but had this brilliant secret message. “Free your body, unfold your powerful wing, climb up the highest mountains, kick your feet up in the air, you may now live forever, or return to this earth, unless you feel good where you are.”
Hey, don’t knock it until you try it, right? Grappling with our own demise is one of the major crises underlying general existential anxiety. Well, we’re all going to have to “try it” sooner or later, and we might as well get used to it.
Well, Herman wasn’t dead when this picture was taken. Hopefully he rethought his last message to the world. Even though Eleanor was a bitch, do you really want your final mark on this Earth to be about her?
I would love if Rodney Dangerfield was my “neighbor” in the cemetery. I could see some old ladie being opposed to sharing a plot of earth with him,though. Maybe in death, he finally found that respect he was looking for all his life.
I always did think funerals and the expensive clothes people were buried in were a waste of money, especially for an atheist. Hmm … where would an atheist go? Would he linger in purgatory for all eternity?