Either is a fitting epitaph for George Carlin.
The world is a much darker place now. Therefore, in his memory…
Shit, piss, cunt, fuck, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits.
“He was here just a minute ago,” or “too hip for the room!”
Either is a fitting epitaph for George Carlin.
The world is a much darker place now. Therefore, in his memory…
Shit, piss, cunt, fuck, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits.
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Many, many years ago Carlin did a routine on death. Among the topic discusses were subtracting your age from the dead guys and figuring out roughly how many years you had left (31 for me), the two minute warning (Two minutes, get your shit together) and a stated desire not to be buried or cremated, but rather blown up.
I hope he gets his wish.
Everyone in attendance would get to take a tiny bit of him with them once the service was over, plus it would make for some great TV on the ‘Suicide Channel’.