The magician nonchalantly stabbed his assistant, displaying remarkableĀ slayed offhand.
death
NED: Did the poet really jump out a building and kill himself on the concrete?
ED: Oh no – that was a met-a-floor.
The Portland undertaker’s society started a new periodical, called the Maggot Zine. It features weekly new fleshes. Apparently their readership is very dessicated. Since the Zine is free, they rely heavily on their Oregon donors.
Don’t vote for candidate Rick Yoot! If you do, you’ll be Elect Rick Yoot-ed.
When the Pirates of the Caribbean ordered my death, my mind went plank. I knew I was in Depp ship.
By mistake I went to Dr. Jack Kevorkian for cosmetic surgery. He recommended a noose job, said I’d be just like the youth in Asia.
During my time as an executioner, I made sure to be head of the game, by acquiring a unique skull set, from the time I was a guillotiney bopper. I got gallowing reviews which was always excellent noose. Even though I hung my clients out to dry (though sometimes I got them stoned) I never faced the firing line. Of course, the work is no longer shocking; these days the business won’t survive without capital injections, which makes meĀ sigh at night. My goal nonetheless is to fill every day with poisonable experiences.
The leading cause of death among pathologists is coronerary heart attacks.
After they were massacred in the Clone Wars, there was a darth of jedi.