Global warming or no, I've decided to be cremated when I die. Besides, any excess carbon dioxide produced by burning me is more than compensated for by Orson. He's such an effective carbon sink he should get a grant. There must be thousands of cubic litres of carbon dioxide locked up in his folds and flab.
Anyway, I've decided to be cremated. I want Elaine to take my ashes and throw them in Orson's face.
So I can get up his nose, one last time.
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