To: beaversmom
Lord, please, please... when it’s my time to go please let it happen when my pants are on.
9 posted on
01/18/2012 8:07:19 AM PST by
Ramius
(Personally, I'd give us one chance in three. More tea anyone?)
To: Ramius
“... Lord, when it’s my time to go please let it happen when my pants are on”
I wonder how many male freepers pray the opposite?! (giggle, snort, giggle)
To: Ramius
Happens more often than you think .... just talk to any rescue squad. Cousin of mine went this way too, but at least it was his own bathroom ......
26 posted on
01/18/2012 8:52:13 AM PST by
MissMagnolia
(Being powerful is like being a lady. If you have to tell people you are, you aren't. (M.Thatcher))
To: Ramius
"Lord, please, please... when it’s my time to go please let it happen when my pants are on."
Oh, I don't know. If it's time to go, might as well have fun with it. I've got a bum ticker. I've told the neighbors not to get too upset if I'm seen one of these weekends being dragged along behind the lawn mower with my headphones and Wayfarer sunglasses on. Just crank up the music, and put another PBR in my hand. Plant me where found. I'll make great fertilizer. Just another "Weekend at Bernie's."
30 posted on
01/18/2012 9:47:13 AM PST by
PowderMonkey
(WILL WORK FOR AMMO)
To: Ramius
Lord, please, please... when it’s my time to go please let it happen when my pants are on. You are aware that you WILL mess your pants when you die, right?
I think this guy did it right, since the mess ended up where it belonged, rather than in his drawers.
36 posted on
01/18/2012 11:51:26 AM PST by
Don W
(You can forget what you do for a living when your knees are in the breeze.)
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