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Ethel Mae Mcmurtrey

Here lies old Ethel Mae McMurtrey She fell while trimming a pine tree The mortician removed the needles From prickly Ethel Mae McMurtrey Written March 20, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/21/2022 4:24:00 PM

She went from barely prickly to really terribly prickly!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/21/2022 5:03:00 PM

(laughing) Yep, she did!

Marco Chies

Date: 3/20/2022 5:39:00 PM

Your epitaphs are hilarious!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/20/2022 7:07:00 PM

Silly, if you ask me, but since you didn't, I'm glad you are enjoying them. I first discovered funny epitaphs at Disney World. There's a cemetery full of them at the entrance of the Haunted House. Haven't been there for years, though. These are just popping up out of the blue.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 3/20/2022 1:02:00 PM

Lol, bet she had a lovely pine smell about her. Tom

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/20/2022 4:21:00 PM

I 'spect she did, Tom. Perfect way to go for a prickly ol' lady.