But then the next picture I found was a tombstone with my name... not so fun. For future reference, I would appreciate if there is not a pig wearing a football helmet marking my grave. Thank you.
Saturday, June 24, 2006
It's all fun and games until there's a tombstone with my name on it.
I looked up my name again and found that my name twin Captain Aubrey Carter caught another big one. That's one freaky looking fish...
But then the next picture I found was a tombstone with my name... not so fun. For future reference, I would appreciate if there is not a pig wearing a football helmet marking my grave. Thank you.
But then the next picture I found was a tombstone with my name... not so fun. For future reference, I would appreciate if there is not a pig wearing a football helmet marking my grave. Thank you.
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That is some beautiful art on that there tombstone. Notice how peaceful the deer looks even though he is being tracked down by the angry hunter in the other corner.
This tombstone really does tell us a lot about Aubrey's life. Especially the two pigs... one with a helmet and one without a helmet. How many of us go through this life "without a helmet"? The symbolism is really touching.
I particularly like the eagle shrine depicting aubrey's eagle-like hair. Flock of Eagles.....oh, wait that is Flock of Seagulls.
We are going to call you "hambone" because of these pigs.
Great post, Hambone.
This is a great idea!
Why would a pig need a helmet, anyway? The mind boggles.
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