Epitaph

Here lies a besotted chorister, too soon Out of grog and out of tune. A basso nicht-so profundo is ne'er forgot Whether he die by clinker or by pot.

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Skat A

Date: 5/19/2013 11:05:00 PM

I smell something cooking.

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl

Date: 4/30/2013 11:23:00 AM

ha ha like it ,well done xx

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/25/2013 6:20:00 PM

funny one! BTW, I loved your ferret joke to me. Did you see the picture of that fake toy poodle/aka the ferret on steroids. hope you can see it. it's hilarious.

Delysia Hendricks

Date: 4/19/2013 10:31:00 AM

hahaha. At least he died for something he loved. Nice one, Gary :)

Gary Thomas
Date: 4/19/2013 10:38:00 AM

Thanks, dear , love to see that lol. Where do I find the rating that you gave me?