That obituary reminds me of my brother that passed a few years ago. Quite the character, and nobody can forget him.
It's a shame that a life was lived, and this is all they could think worthy of remembering about him.
Some have had some of there ashes put in shotgun shells and then fired off at a memorial type deal.I like that.
Told my wife there better not be a preacher or a sermon or I’ll come out the ashes and beat some ass.
If you want to go to church, do it on your own time, not mine.
My obit will be “he was an ass”
I want my memorial service at the gun range and everyone can shoot my guns and ammo til it runs out.
I told my kids make some dough bait out of me and let the fish have a little revenge for once. My ashes, some Wheaties, some strawberry pop, and chicken liver blood. Has to be a catfish somewhere that would like that.my daughter asked if it would be ok with me to use the ashes to plant a tree. hell yes was my response
I want my memorial service at the gun range and everyone can shoot my guns and ammo til it runs out.
Dang. OSA turning viscous it is.
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