A cheesey cheese tray of cheddar with salami bits, cojack and swiss.
I was on the bus last night and noticed Lil Frank had been imortalized by someone on the bus. RIP Lil Frank, 1996-2006, was written in three spots in the back of the bus. I started to think about who Lil Frank might have been and made up silly stories about Lil Frank in my head. I'm sure Lil Frank was really some girl's brother, boyfriend or good friend. However, in my mind, Lil Frank was the friendly ambassador of the bus and all the riders were sad he was gone. Thus, the bus was the appropriate place to memorialize Lil Frank.
So, where should we memorialize you?
I think I would like to be memorialized on a foam cheesehead. I don't care whose cheesehead it is, but someone should put RIP Kim on their cheesehead.
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Etched into the surface of the moon.
Just my bouncy icon.
Just put my ashes in the PQ section of the University of Victoria library. A little stand with a flower would be nice.
I want to be immortalized at Candlestick Park. I want seat #44 in row 9, section 8 to have my picture on it. I also want to be buried in the endzone. Just drop me 6 feet under the goal post on the east end of the field. I want to be buried in my #44 jersey, my 49er sweats, no bra, no underwear and flip flops. Throw in my iPod just in case I get bored during the offseason.
I would like my skull bronzed and used as a bookend for some classic, first-edition books. Maybe Poe?
Sheesh, you guys are demanding!
In the center of the balcony rail at JR's bar in DC (bob can show you where since I made sure to point it out to her) just a small placard that says "Princess" will suffice.
I would like to be mixed into the paint that is used on keyboards so I get fingered everyday.
Why am I not surprised that bravie will want people to continue to sit on her face?
*giggle*
*runs*
LMAO! Breezy wins the joke of the day prize.
HD, yours sounds reasonable. And zombie? Weird as usual. :-)
*snort* at Zombs.
*smile* for Breezy.
I'll have to rethink this. I just wanted my ashed kept in a shoebox.
LOL Zombs and Breezy!
You can write RIP Jen on the Raptor at Cedar Point. Front row only, please. Oh, and maybe at the corner liquor store, too.
I would like my ashes scattered over the lake at my family's lake house.
Kim, I will write RIP Kim on my Cheesehead today if you want. I know it's a bit premature but perhaps you will find it comforting. Kind of like a prepaid funeral.
Maybe you could just tack on a post-it note to write it when I die? I don't want to jinx myself or anything.
I appreciate and accept your offer to handle my cheesehead memorialization.
This is hard! Maybe I should be scattered over Bluff Creek, where Bigfoot was filmed in the infamous Patterson film?
Or perhaps I can be cremated and all of my friends can have a little bit of my ashes, to be worn around their necks in a tiny little urn?
All I know is, I don't want to be scattered in the ocean!!
Dear Princess,
I would be happy to put in the plaque for you. And hire some buff guy to polish it carefully every week.
Bob.
I have no clue. All of these are really funny.
I know someone who recently died. Their ashes have been made into a bench that sits at the grave of her three-year old granddaughter. While it's very sad, I think it's very sweet the way it turned out.
I would like a life-size replica of the Statue of Liberty - except in my likeness - erected in Jordan Harbour off Lake Ontario.
And then some time in the future when my legacy is disregarded, and Canada is thrust into turmoil and anarchy (right around the time Bob returns here), rioting rebels can tear it down for a good television moment.
Hey, I'm tired of talking about death here, and all the good cheese is gone. All that's left is a little of the cojack!
Where's our update? Where's our cheese? It is NOT Saturday, missy!
Meemo, wouldn't a life-size replica pretty much fill in Jordan Harbour?
Swami: exactly. mwuhahahahahaha.
Right now I want to go to heaven so when Pre arrives I can say - Nanananana!
I knew a woman named Lil Frank.
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