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Richard Kell Munson (1924-2004) Lovingly Known As Doctor Dick

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Rodney Dangerfield – There Goes The Neighborhood

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The devil slipped in like a weasil – And down to Hell he took old Kezle.

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Here lies two brothers by misfortune surrounded; one died of wounds, but the other was drownded.

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Here lies the worst king and the most miserable man in the kingdom.

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Let me out of here !!!

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Constant Craps 1913-1977

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This we must own in justice to her shade, `Tis the first bad exit Oldfield ever made.

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This world is a prison in every respect, whose walls are the heavens in common; the jailor is sin, and the prisoners men; and the fetters are nothing but women.

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My father and mother were both insane – I inherited the terrible stain. – My grandfather, grandmother, aunts and uncles – Were lunatics all, and yet died of carbuncles.

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Haine haint

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The manner of her death was thus; She was druv over by a Bus.

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Here lies the body of Emily White, she signalled left, and then turned right.

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Leslie Nielsen (1926 – 2010) “Let ‘er rip”

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I'll thank you not to put your butt on my grave.

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Beneath this smooth stone by the bone of his bone – Sleeps Master John Gill; – By lies when alive this attorney did thrive, – And now that he's dead he lies still.

Epitaphs Lawyers Lies

Grim death took me without any warning. I was well at night, and dead in the morning.

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Hedemark (1949-2001) – See You Soon

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Here lies the body of Miriam Wood, formerly wife to John Smith. A woman well beloved of all her neighbors for her care of small folks' education, their number being great, that when she died she scarcely left her mate: so wise discreet was her behaviours that she was well esteemed by neighbors. She lived in love with all to die so let her rest to eternitye.

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To the memory of Ric Richards who by a gangrene first lost a toe, then a leg and lastly his life.

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Here lies the body of Hannah Thurber. Once she talked none could curb her. Three husbands had she; all are dead. They died of earache, so ‘tis said!

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