Death of Friends
Death is a subject that at my age 78 one is constantly reminded by the death of family members as well as old friends that your turn is getting closer, and closer, and that one day the party is over, you croak, those little worms turn your corpse into a gourmet feast.
Thats one reason I've decided on being cremated, I don't want some worms making desert out of my testicals.
Funerals is another subject I try and stay away from, I don't like funerals and do my best to stay away from as many as possible.
I figure this, way, if I cared enough for the individual when he or she were alive I would have spent more time visiting them, why should I go to their funeral after the have died? They can't talk back or laugh,they're not going to offer you a drink, they just lay there with there feet in the air and say nothing.
Personally I don't feel they give a shit if I'm there or not, so why should I feel obligated to go in the first place.
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