Originally posted by NaughtyJenn im going to sell sig space on my grave lol j/k
i forgot the video game co. that did it, but they actually paid for your tombstone if they could advertise on it as well. Lemme see if i can find the related story.
I don't know what I'd like on my tombstone.. probably something funny, but it reminded me of something my husband did so I thought I'd post it
My husband and I knew he was dying of emphysema for about a year. He had an awesome sense of humor, but his dying is something we kind of shyed away from talking about much..
One of the things he did that always made me laugh was when he wanted to buy something expensive, he always made it his wallpaper, I called it the beginning of the campaign of talking about it until I would just give in and say ok buy the darn thing!
One day I came in and he had this beautiful rosewood casket as his wallpaper.. I just looked at it for a second in silence.. and then we looked at each other and laughed and laughed.. it felt so much better after that.. Laughing together was one of the best things about us, we did it a lot
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My grandfather died a few years ago, so we bought the plot for both him and my grandmother (who is still living quite well, I hope to be that active at her age :-)
anyways, they went ahead and put her name and birth year on her gravestone. I dont EVER want to be alive when my name is on a gravestone like that. Yes, I can see being prepared, I dont freak out by the thought of having my plot reserved for me, but I would not want my name or any identifying markings on it.
all these "i told you i was sick" ones remind me of a joke.
A businessman hires a new employee for his company. A few days go by and the guy is doing great. The next Tuesday he doesn't show up for work but returns on Wednesday.
The boss pulls him aside and asks him where he was the following day. He replies "I was sick". The boss understands and tell him he should call him to let him know.
The next Tuesday the same thing happens and the employee returns on Wednesday. Once again the boss asks him why he didnt come in... to that he replies "I was sick". This time he writes him up since he didn't call.
And the next tuesday it happens again! The employee doesn't show up for work. By this time the Boss is pissed and confronts him, "what's going on? why are you never here on tuesdays!?". The employee tells him, "Well... if you really want to know... every tuesday morning, I stop by my handicapped sisters house to cook her breakfast. One thing leads to another and we end up spending the whole day having sex in her bedroom."
"Oh my god!" says the boss.
The employee responds "Yeah I told you I was sick".
Originally posted by stevecore all these "i told you i was sick" ones remind me of a joke.
A businessman hires a new employee for his company. A few days go by and the guy is doing great. The next Tuesday he doesn't show up for work but returns on Wednesday.
The boss pulls him aside and asks him where he was the following day. He replies "I was sick". The boss understands and tell him he should call him to let him know.
The next Tuesday the same thing happens and the employee returns on Wednesday. Once again the boss asks him why he didnt come in... to that he replies "I was sick". This time he writes him up since he didn't call.
And the next tuesday it happens again! The employee doesn't show up for work. By this time the Boss is pissed and confronts him, "what's going on? why are you never here on tuesdays!?". The employee tells him, "Well... if you really want to know... every tuesday morning, I stop by my handicapped sisters house to cook her breakfast. One thing leads to another and we end up spending the whole day having sex in her bedroom."
"Oh my god!" says the boss.
The employee responds "Yeah I told you I was sick".
Originally posted by stevecore all these "i told you i was sick" ones remind me of a joke.
A businessman hires a new employee for his company. A few days go by and the guy is doing great. The next Tuesday he doesn't show up for work but returns on Wednesday.
The boss pulls him aside and asks him where he was the following day. He replies "I was sick". The boss understands and tell him he should call him to let him know.
The next Tuesday the same thing happens and the employee returns on Wednesday. Once again the boss asks him why he didnt come in... to that he replies "I was sick". This time he writes him up since he didn't call.
And the next tuesday it happens again! The employee doesn't show up for work. By this time the Boss is pissed and confronts him, "what's going on? why are you never here on tuesdays!?". The employee tells him, "Well... if you really want to know... every tuesday morning, I stop by my handicapped sisters house to cook her breakfast. One thing leads to another and we end up spending the whole day having sex in her bedroom."
"Oh my god!" says the boss.
The employee responds "Yeah I told you I was sick".
Originally posted by graphicsbytia I don't know what I'd like on my tombstone.. probably something funny, but it reminded me of something my husband did so I thought I'd post it
My husband and I knew he was dying of emphysema for about a year. He had an awesome sense of humor, but his dying is something we kind of shyed away from talking about much..
One of the things he did that always made me laugh was when he wanted to buy something expensive, he always made it his wallpaper, I called it the beginning of the campaign of talking about it until I would just give in and say ok buy the darn thing!
One day I came in and he had this beautiful rosewood casket as his wallpaper.. I just looked at it for a second in silence.. and then we looked at each other and laughed and laughed.. it felt so much better after that.. Laughing together was one of the best things about us, we did it a lot
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