Normally you don’t wanna rest your head in a graveyard until you bite the big one, until you lay down for the big sleep, bite the bullet, buy the farm, kick the bucket, bite the dust, give up the ghost, shuffle off this mortal coil… But in this case it’s alright. You’re just visiting. And when you raise your head off of this Graveyard Halloween Pillow after a long nap, you can look back at it and laugh at death. Ha ha! Until next time sucker.
Isn’t the human language awesome? It’s called a graveyard, cuz it is a yard full of graves. But if I put graves in my yard, everybody throws a fit! Waaaa. That guy is creepy, that guy is sick. He’s evil! Where’d he get the bodies? It’s a health hazard! Stupid neighborhood laws. They’re just tombstones people! They just happen to have the names of my enemies. Oh you’re on my list now. All of you. My graveyard just grew by like 30 names. You want some of this? Let’s go! RIP in my yard. I mean RI PEE, cuz I pee in my yard sucka! So there. How do ya like that? Bring it!
