RIP Tom Clancy should be sung to the tune of Tom Dooley.
Yes, yes of course RIP, but I have often wondered what it means.
After much forethought I have decided that I do not want to be cremated, for then I would just be thin air, ashes to ashes so to speak.
I have decided that I want to be buried on a hill, all by myself, over looking the swimming pool of a nudist park
with those little twirly things that look like ducks taking off all around my grave.
Why? To keep the birds away of course.
