But she sure loved pie

I’m not here right now.  You see I died yesterday.  Time of death: approximately 4:45 when trainer made me do third set of rotating back extensions.  If I didn’t die I’m sure I would be very sore this morning. In fact I’d probably be crippled.  I would maybe even need some one to drive me around and ice cream to ice my knees from the inside.  But I don’t need any of that because I died.  Go write my obituary now, make sure to include, "but she loved pie," after anything bad you might say.  That’s all, I have to go eat worms now, that’s what dead people do right?

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