Sunday, July 5, 2009

How Many Ways?

How many ways can it be said? Let me give this a try.

Kicked the bucket
Gave up the ghost
Bought the farm
Went to Chicago (that's a medical term; what do they say in Chicago?)
Went belly up
Breathed his last
Went six feet under
Passed on (or away)
Slipped away
Went to his Maker
Bit the dust
Dropped dead
Pushed up daisies
Cashed in the chips
Bumped off

Probably no one finds this the least bit funny. But, at the moment in my twisted mind, laden with anti-histamines, aspirin, and nasal decongestant which I've poured into myself to combat the miserable symptoms of this summer cold, I just lie here sleepless and think. This type of list comes to mind for some strange reason.

I'm hoping to feel better tomorrow. :)


  1. I hope you feel better too. Summer colds --what an oxymoron. They are some of the worst. My solution is all ice cream -- well, frozen low fat yoghurt now -- all the time. Would that interest you? And this might be the only time you'd welcome that brain freeze that happens when you eat too fast?

  2. Some friends of mine used to collect phrases to describe being drunk. This list reminds me of that.

    I hope you feel better soon! Ginger ale, saltines, chicken soup!


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