bacon by Lonnie Millsap for October 30, 2024

Dirt nappies.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Cremate me: I don’t want to have to figure out how to scratch my back while locked in a coffin…

You’d better not be wearing white, it’s the end of October!

A peaceful smile.

Good thing it’s dark.. you would be shocked and rightly embarrassed if you could see yourself.

what. ya couldn’t afford a first class one. i can barely move in here!

now if you were cremated you wouldn’t hafta worry about that…

Whatever it is. It’s split up the back.