I am a giver. And to prove it, I am putting this up for the Internet to see and know that I mean it when I say that once I die, you can ransack my body like the poor cousins when your Grandma dies.
The only thing I ask to keep is my skin. I kind of like it and when you get buried you might get cold. If that makes me greedy then so be it.
That is all,
Newt
7 Ripples in the pond:
the one that bothers me the most is the eyes. nobody is getting these baby blues.
not that they'd want these myopic messes anyway...
Well, I think I have pretty eyes so I figure if I was to die, they could give them to someone less fortunate and just put giant marbles in for my funeral. Then when they carried me around it would kind of rattle.
Hello there Trinity. I followed you from GI. Which is not your stomach region but that delightful girl blogger. I'm glad I did. Hilarity has over taken me!
Ha, GI. I never thought of that. Kate is Gastro Intestinal. I love it.
Welcome to the site. I hope I can keep you laughing.
You appear to have had second thoughts about donating your right wrist (though it seems to be labelled ‘bacon’) too. Is it of particular sentimental value to you?
Simon, that is the portion that is labeled skin. However, people have called me a pig many times which would indicate that I might be partially made of Bacon and thus would also like to keep it.
Er ... Gastro Intestinal Kate?
Not liking that much!
(Hope you went and checked Lola out, she's great)
Ps: I looooooove the new Kermit pic!! So cute!
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