Death had come for Polly, and Polly was happier than a pig in shit. She tried to get Death to join her in a celebration drink.
But the Death Angel was just flummoxed by the girl's lack of dread.
Ripped off from Ghastly Delights
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Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Friday, June 16, 2017
Tuesday, June 13, 2017
R.I.P.
Mr. Richard "Dick" Dale, was laid to rest Wednesday. Mr. Dale died when his amplifier fell off of the surfboard he was riding, and electrocuted him to death.
Many thanks to Novocaine Lipstick
Many thanks to Novocaine Lipstick
Thursday, July 19, 2012
I Get That Question A Lot
"Yeah, people are always asking me, 'Miss Joplin, what do you think you will be doing in the year 2000?'. Well, I don't know. I suppose I'll be doing 'Bobby McGee' for audiences on the Moon. Ha-ha!"
Many Thanks to Sorry You Didn't Hear
Many Thanks to Sorry You Didn't Hear
Monday, July 16, 2012
Thursday, July 5, 2012
WTF, Nurse?!?!
The doctor is prescribing a shocking revelation?! Let me guess, this is going to cost me an arm and leg, right?
Via Tack-O-Rama
Via Tack-O-Rama
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Your Wish Is Granted, Rue
Grazie a A 1000 Broken Dreams
Labels:
death,
Golden Girls,
humor,
Rue McClanahan,
stars,
TV
Friday, January 20, 2012
Sent Packin'
Edgar was devestated. Astro-Trixie had sent him packing from their cozy little lunar module. Now he would have to find a little arroyo in which to sit and wait for his oxygen supply to run out. He knew he would welcome his end.
Courtesy of Ffffound!
Courtesy of Ffffound!
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Bookmark or Reminder?
The skull of Nostradamus sat comfortably between page 176 and 177 of the tome, blissfully unaware of the peacock quill behind, which Locke used to make annotations. The dead don't care to read, only to repose. Let the living be concerned with the knowledge of this world.
Eternally Grateful to She Walks Slowly
Eternally Grateful to She Walks Slowly
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Come Celebrate
Gertie had had a Near Death Experience when she was 55. She enjoyed her brief time on the Other Side so much, that she's been wanting to go back for the longest time. When she was diagnosed with liver cancer, she was beside herself with joy.
Via Keepbusy.net
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Talk About Your Furniture To Die For
This is a coffin couch. Part of the Existential Essentials collection from Kuhner. For your everlasting comfort.
Many thanks to Chateau Thombeau
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Hokey Smoke
The relationship between Pygmalia and her pet squirrel, Rocky, had been such that once his spiritual component had departed, she just could not part with his physical component. Oh, did she love her Rocky....
Via Chateau Thombeau
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