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Joke of the Day

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When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried. 

Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it. The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave. Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate. 

When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, “Ah, yes, that’s Mozart’s Ninth Symphony, being played backwards.” 

He listened a while longer, and said, “There’s the Eighth Symphony, and it’s backwards, too. Most puzzling.” 

So the magistrate kept listening; “There’s the Seventh… the Sixth… the Fifth…”

Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, “My fellow citizens, there’s nothing to worry about. It’s just Mozart decomposing.”

Hippos Kill More People than Sharks, and other Useless Death Data

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Celebrate Earth Day … Become a Tree When You Die

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And yes, this is a real product.  You can find it here: Bio Urn.

Death Humor

An old man and woman were married for years even though they hated each other. When they had a confrontation, screams and yelling could be heard deep into the night. A constant statement was heard by the neighbors who feared the man the most:  “When I die I will dig my way up and out of the grave to come back and haunt you for the rest of your life!”

The neighbors feared the old man and believed he was responsible for missing cats and dogs, and strange sounds at all hours. He was feared and enjoyed the respect it garnished.

The old man died abruptly and the funeral had a closed casket. After the burial, the wife went straight to the local bar and began to party as if there was no tomorrow.

The gaiety of her actions were becoming extreme while her neighbors approached in a group to ask these questions: Are you not afraid? Concerned? Worried? that your husband would dig his way up and out of the grave to come back and haunt you for the rest of your life?

The wife put down her drink and said, “Let the jerk dig. I had him buried upside down.  And he’s too prideful to stop and ask for directions.”

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