At least I assume Reginald Tippin’s dead.
I see your Halloween parties and raise you this punk as fuck headstone from my hometown cemetery. pic.twitter.com/r8cZi3lI21
— Anne T. Donahue (@annetdonahue) October 29, 2017
If he’s still alive he’d be 88. Unless he’s some kind of revenant. In which case… well, it’s not like he didn’t warn his enemies, hey?
Given that’s a tombstone, I’m guessing that he’s dead. So he would have *died* 88 years ago.
I don’t know why his date of birth isn’t shown, but it’s possible that no one knew that bit of information.
Looks pretty shiny for an old tombstone, though. He must get up at night, and polish it.
It’s not only shiny, it’s modern- the granite looks like a laser cutting or water cutting or something. I’m guessing Reginald is still alive, and has bought a gravesite and stone ahead of time. The date is his birthdate, with space for the date when he dies.
The spacing suggests you’re right .. unless ol’ Reginald was particularly wealthy, in which case it’d be .. a lot bigger.
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Now, it’s *possible* Reginald’s prior stone was knocked over and this is a replacement the cemetary sprung for because reasons, but .. it seems more likely he’s still among the living.
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I want my headstone to say “Absolutely Not!” and leave people wondering what that means.
I’m half-tempted to have “DO NOT KITE THE BOSS” on mine.
People will walk past your grave, scoff, and say (dismissively): “Casual!”
And proud of it.
Although I had an alarming realization the other day: I apparently got gud at SWL, and I’m not sure when that happened.