Aw c'mon, needless hostility?
It's not like anyone called him a filthy kike kunt or anything.
Whenever someone dies, it amuses me to read and hear all the euphemism. Passed away. Passed on. Passed over. Gone to the other side. With the angels. With the fuckin' Care Bears. Gone to another place.
That last one is my fave. Hah! I can imagine dead folks up in Care Bear Heaven, looking down at their own fyoonruls, screeching I haven't gone to another frickin' place! I'm DEAD! Brown-bread! If I'd gone to the shitter, don't ya think I'd be back by now?
Kay, I'm done.
DAMY