Saved by the bell
is not a
tv show.
It's how they used
to tell
if a person
was dead.
The doctors
would tie
a piece of string
to the patients's toes
and the other end
to a bell.
If the bell
stopped
ringing,
and they did not
feel a
pulse,
the patient
was pronounced dead.
Very primitive.
As a result,
a few
were buried
alive.
This
will not happen
to me.
Everyone
will know
when I'm dead.
First,
I will let out
a huge
wet fart.
Then,
I'll shit out
a nipple.
The doctor
will hold the nipple
up
and my family
will start crying.
They'll eventually
bronze it
and hand it over
to my grandchildren,
to remind them
that life
is fucking strange,
especially their grandfather's.
