Alas this time it wouldn't depart
Your stubble fragrance stink, tart
Here she lies hands on her heart
Gone because she couldn't fart
Author notes
2) a teacher you hate/like
This the headstone I have wrote for my 8th grade teacher, that use to pass gas and blame it on the students...
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Comments
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lol..too good..All the best!


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Belly-splitting, lol!
And, it gives us good reason to keep on passing that gas! The consequences are dire, if you don't...
You are truly fragrant,
Your loving hubby, Brazos

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HA HA! you captured my attention when with your title "the price of gas" ...clever! But this was hilarious ...I have such an immature mind...
glad i wasn't in that class! -
WAY TO GO, NOVY
I laughed out loud when I read this. I thought it would be in reference to gasoline prices. I;m glad I don't have her problem.....Katie

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lol, that was great!
lol, you must have had one heck of an 8th grade year! The headstone itself is cute and it made me smile! Great job, this one's going to be tough to beat! -
lol...sometimes gas can feel like one is having a heart attack. This is very funny. You did great with this.
Kelli
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