Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for April 23, 2024

wow that’s …. romantic … galore.

Being cremated is my last hope for a smoking hot body.

Are you in this class? I am today!

I have been present at a few autopsies. The thing that I remember most was the aroma.

We, your fateful audience, are looking forward to it.

… and even then someone will have to open her up.

Must have been hurt purty bad!!!!

Ah Geez, who do you think you are kidding? You have never quit opening up about everything in your life. In fact there are three reliable forms of communication in this world, telephone, telegraph and Tell Aunty.

Autopsy? No need pickled lady. Simple cremation and puff. Ashes into a Thunderbird wine bottle sitting on Fireplace Mantel.

Good idea, Aunty!

Also, hopefully, the last time.

These days the danger in ‘opening up’ is it exposes your past thoughts and actions to accusations of crimes against current political conformity.

I doubt that you can wait that long.

Happy Birthday: William Shakespeare April 1564 – 23 April 1616. Age 5 An English playwright, poet, and actor. He is widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and maybe worldwide. Died 800 years ago and likely most quoted writer of all time. William loved drinking Aunty..

Ooh that smell; can’t you smell that smell.- Skynyrd.

She’s expecting to Need an Autopsy?

Who does she suspect of planning to Murder her?