SOUTH CHICAGO HEIGHTS, Ill. — Bill Bramanti will love Pabst Blue Ribbon eternally, and he's got the custom-made beer-can casket to prove it. (The Globe & Mail)
Note to my executor: At the risk of stating the obvious, my urn should be Pringles can. Sour Cream 'n' Onion, if available. Cheez'ums also acceptable in a pinch.
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As per a conversation we had last week, will this Pringle tin carrying your ashes still be sitting atop a horse-drawn carriage, with a tophat-bearing chauffeur???
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Of course, while mourners line the rain-swept streets, beating their breasts. And old Italian grandmas in black throw themselves on the muddy grave, screaming "why, Lord, why???"
I'm just trying to imagine what the aliens on The Simpsons would think, looking down at this hulabaloo over a tin of Pringles.
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