Spogga shuffled off today aged something and a bit. He was well known for practically nothing and for being one of the 21st centuries greatest under-achievers as well as a really miserable bastard who had been known to take money from charity boxes.
He will be missed only by the tramps and beggers who he used to delight in laughing at whilst counting his money in front of them.
He was buried in a cardboard box just outside Manchester, England and the local authorities plan to dig him up take the money that was buried with him and ship his remains to Ulan Bator, Mongolia.
As his only son said at the pathetic affair that passed for a funeral “I’ll never forget you dad…for kicking me out when I was 5 you bastard”
Doctor Jackson died today. Better him than us. We would tell you how old he was but you wouldn’t believe it. He never acted more than 23 anyway. Funeral services will be held under the big banner “Doc’s dead. If you’d rather be somewhere else, he don’t care”. Cookies and punch will be served on top of the pine box. In lieu of flowers you may make a donation to your favorite charity in Doc’s name. Or make it in your own name and get the tax deduction. It’s not like Doc will need it.
I used to write obits for the radio (yeah…they would actually read them on the radio). I had to do one for a 1-year old baby who choked on a grape. That was really sad…
My obit will be mundane and pathetic. I’d much prefer someone write it for me.
Wartime Consigliori died unexpectedly outside of Verdi’s Ristorante in Ozone Park, Queens.
The Todt Hill resident leaves behind an extended Family. The Family will be receiving visitors at the Bergen Hunt and Fish Club after 7:00 PM Friday, June 31.
In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to the Vito Corleone Foundation for the restoration of Sicily.
This thread played hell with my vanity search.
Lieu…you’d have much better luck if “poo” was a 4-letter word! Bwahahahahaha!!!