Zoe Necrosis
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Wednesday, August 10, 2016
Except From My Dream Last Night
"Now you have to decide whether you want your ashes thrown away or placed with a dog."
"What do you mean with a dog?"
Enter image of Scottish Terrier with a small wooden cask hanging around its neck.
"And where is the dog going to go?"
"Wherever it goes; on its adventures."
"Sold."
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