Tuesday, March 10, 2009

My ultimate demise

Artist Edgar Gorey brilliantly chronicled the Gashlycrumb Tinies, showing the "end" A through Z.

Unfortunate but true, I have a talent for drowning on dry land. Therefore, I've found my chapter:


R is for Rachel
Lost to a lazy epiglottis,
R is for Rachel
Who suffocated on spit.


Now, if onlyit were a lovely illustration.

2 comments:

Unknown said...

O.K. Don't leave us hanging, did you recover? You have the worst gag reflex of any one I know, I remember you would even gag when ever anyone even mentioned the word dentist so drowning without water should be easy for you.

Kimberly said...

If only Rach could learn to stay away from spicy foods she would be able to recover. Hint: When you order the mellow sandwich so your tummy won't hurt, don't order spicy fries to go with it! On the other hand, thanks for ordering them--they were yummy. Sorry you couldn't have any.