Obituary

An Obituary in the London Times.....

Absolutely Brilliant !!!

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.

No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:-

Knowing when to come in out of the rain;- Why the early bird gets the worm;- Life isn't always fair;- and maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate;
teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch;
and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason. He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers: I Know My Rights I Want It Now Someone Else Is To Blame I'm A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realised he was gone.

Life Rocks at the End

The unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough.

It takes up a lot of your time and what do you get at the end of it? You

die.

I think the life cycle is all backwards. You should die first, get it

out of the way. Then you live in an old age home. You get kicked out

when you’re too young. You get a gold watch when you go to work. You

work forty years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You

do drugs, alcohol, you party, and you get ready for high school. You go

to grade school, you become a kid, you play, you have no

responsibilities, you become a little baby, you go back into the womb,

you spend your last nine months floating…and you finish off as an

orgasm.

Much better….