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Tuesday, September 22, 2009
What Do You Want on Your Tombstone?
If you think about it a tombstone is kind of like a one way personal ad for necrophilia's.
I don't plan on dying, since Rocket's near suggestion of getting Salamnader DNA implants.... I don't mind growing gills as long as it means I can regenerate limbs! (yes, Rocket, I know salamanders aren't immortal)... but I though maybe the hybridization of my DNA would lead to that.
I will not have a tombstone, rather, just a marker with my name, and years spent in human form on the planet. I'll be burnt up, stuck in a box and buried next to my Mother, Father and Brother, and anybody else that dies before me... My lucky kids... they don't have to make that decision!
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I'd have to think about it... plus my ern (sp?) won't hold many words I assume.
Maybe.. "Question Everything."
lol..........
mine will say either, "FID? DAMN!"
or "thou shalt die too, haw-haw!"
I don't plan on dying, since Rocket's near suggestion of getting Salamnader DNA implants.... I don't mind growing gills as long as it means I can regenerate limbs! (yes, Rocket, I know salamanders aren't immortal)... but I though maybe the hybridization of my DNA would lead to that.
I will not have a tombstone, rather, just a marker with my name, and years spent in human form on the planet. I'll be burnt up, stuck in a box and buried next to my Mother, Father and Brother, and anybody else that dies before me... My lucky kids... they don't have to make that decision!
The Post It note on my urn might read: Told you I was sick.
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