I am sittinghere in a shirt and ties and dress pants.Not a new kin jsut a funeral to attend and goodbyes to be said. Looking out the sky is grey the tree has just the right amout of leaves the rest for a thin carpet on the front lawn. Seems right for a funeral. Tomorrow or for that matter ini a few hours the clothes will behung up where they will wait for next friend or famiily memember to pass. We all have that outfit in the wardrobe and when it comes out time the oufit is the one or a similar one we are buried in. Well i Intend to be buried naked in a hooded cape with a special sword inmy hand and Mornigstar you can peak if you want to like a scotsman there will not be anything under my cape.
Nowfor more pleasant thoughts do they paddle in hell I think if might be too hot andwill dry out the wood what say you?
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