So long as they aren't driving/riding while texting!

 

It's the living that have finally learned how to text and email.

 

I'm starting to believe some of it. My late father always wanted his HD painted black. When he got it, from (Delaware,????? New Jersey???) it was a beautiful burgundy, but he painted it black. I inheirited it, and had no trouble with it..........until I painted it blue. I think he is jerking me around, all kinds of **** is going wrong,,,,,,,,,,,lmao.

Sorry pop, if I paint it back black will ya get the bugs out of it for me???????????

 

I did once when I was living in N.C.

I was helping a buddy that worked in a cemetery and he was in a grave that they just finished digging and he hollered up at me and said "could you hand me a soda from the cooler"?

 

You never know...but now I can't turn the light off and go to sleep...

 

I have been known to send messages from near death, usually around 2 am after waaaay too many jack and cokes in Vegas, usually to friends (and sometimes enemies), usually either stating that I hate them or that I have have solved riddles and am preparing to float down a strawberry river. One time I communicated from beyond with a coworker...I sang an entire song about a
ham sandwich, verses, chorus and all. I am told it was epic.