Thursday, November 03, 2011

Fuck You, I'm Dead

Another charming thing about our newly and totally originally-discovered "Day of the Dead" thing is the way gravesites are designed to be comfortable and inviting, the better to accommodate visits from large numbers of the decedents' beloveds. 

Some people, however, die with a lot of unresolved anger.


Or maybe they leave behind family members with some lingering hostility issues. It's hard to tell, exactly.

2 comments:

Crazy Rita said...

Perhaps she had a prickly personality.

Cheryl Arredondo said...

If I am buried in Mexico, that's exactly what I want on my tombstone.