Put my corpse on the moon with an empty gas can in my hand, with footprints that lead back to a VW Beatle that has a map of Cleveland lying open on the front seat.
But if the world doesn't end, I'm gonna need a note.
Cordelia ,'Potential'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
tommyrot - Mar 18, 2005 12:29:42 pm PST #7795 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Topic!Cindy - Mar 18, 2005 12:30:57 pm PST #7796 of 10001
What is even happening?
Jobma, juliana. Better than that, julianama, theatre.
Atropa - Mar 18, 2005 12:30:59 pm PST #7797 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
The biggest Goth event in the Valley is tonight. If I had known, I might've dragged my wannabe self to it.
What event? Tell, tell!
Although, mummification would be acceptable. Especially if y'all built a tomb that lasted over 4,000 years with no sign of falling down. That would be acceptable indeed.
But I wanted to have your skull! So I could have it cleaned, inlaid with silver, and used as a candy bowl.
Connie Neil - Mar 18, 2005 12:31:27 pm PST #7798 of 10001
brillig
So I could have it cleaned, inlaid with silver, and used as a candy bowl.
Ooo, skulls.
Sean K - Mar 18, 2005 12:31:42 pm PST #7799 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Put my corpse on the moon with an empty gas can in my hand, with footprints that lead back to a VW Beatle that has a map of Cleveland lying open on the front seat.
I think we need to start taking up a collection now to make sure this happens.
erikaj - Mar 18, 2005 12:31:51 pm PST #7800 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
I don't care. Take me out with the trash if you give a good wake first.
ChiKat - Mar 18, 2005 12:32:39 pm PST #7801 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Hubby's great dream is to be buried in an abandoned mine--oodles around here--in full armor, with his sword in his hand, then have the mine sealed to maybe discovered in a few hundred years and give archaeologists fits. "My god, I had no idea Vikings got to Utah! And what amazing surgeons they were! Look at the metal on his spine!"
I love this.
Sean K - Mar 18, 2005 12:33:02 pm PST #7802 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
But I wanted to have your skull! So I could have it cleaned, inlaid with silver, and used as a candy bowl.
This must absolutely happen too. Please let this small string of posts serve as notification of that desire, and everyone here serve as witnesses to this desire, until I can put it in a more permanent form among my own documents.
Jessica - Mar 18, 2005 12:33:20 pm PST #7803 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
t signs
Laura - Mar 18, 2005 12:33:29 pm PST #7804 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
The attitude of the medical students towards the donated bodies freaked me a bit too much to donate mine. I understand the need and purpose, but I want my body to go at the same time I go.
Dearly departed DH never expressed his wishes because he refused to ever admit he was going to die. I ended up doing what I would want. A huge party of family and friends. We ate, drank, and made merry. All in all there was more laughter heard than crying although we all did some of each. He was cremated but I didn't do anything with the box until 10 years later. Then I tossed him in the lake in front of my house.