Humpy Dumpty died broke. Too much partying and shell abrasion. It was all the crack. He just lay there. You could see the whites of his eyes. His next of kin was Oh no Yolko!
death
How can you tell if a dyslexic corpse is quizzing you?
‘Tis More Rigor ous.
Before I die I want to grow flowers. It’s on my bouquet list.
Exhuming a corpse is rather updignified behaviour.
Graverobbers get up to a lot of skulldiggery.
Although they are annoying, don’t swat away the pigeons. They might get depressed, and commit shoo-aside.
Any species extinction is a genuscide.
The worst way to be crucified? Die agonyly.
Hear about the executioner who preferred to work at night? He used gallow in the dark technology.
Landing a Star Trek cameo before I die will let me Chekov an item on my bucket list.