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Like the old fellow who wanted to be buried sitting at the wheel of his classic Caddy, with his shootin' irons in the trunk.
And so he was.
A mighty big hole, too.
Some future archeologist is going to be mighty happy, one day.
And you better hope the funeral director isn't a greedy soul.
Or he just might dump your old carcass directly in the hole and take his expensive casket back home.
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Walt Kelly, alias Pogo, sez:
“Don't take life so serious, son, it ain't nohow permanent.”
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