It don’t make no never mind. It don’t make no never mind. Every naked ape, it wants to live forever. It don’t make no never mind. When you leave this world behind, I got three words for you: Nowhere. Nothing. Never. – Shriekback
Dressed in elegant attire, the couple savored the succulent flavors of the sautéed foie gras appetizer while awaiting the main course. He ordered the pan roasted pheasant; for the lady, the grilled Ora King salmon. From time to time, they playfully fed each other morsels from their plates and stole glances at the other patrons, secretly pleased that no one was as attractively cosmopolitan as they.
Dressed in elegant attire, the couple bowed their heads solemnly at the foot of the cathedral’s ornate altar and joined the priest in beseeching God to bless their bond of holy matrimony.
Dressed in elegant attire, the young couple burst into their honeymoon bungalow situated in the pristine sands of a Caribbean shoreline. He laid her on the canopied bed and stripped off her wedding gown while she hastily removed the layers of his tuxedo. Caressing her contours with sensual anticipation, he rose to enter her and ecstatically consummate their sacred union in a burst of life-giving manna.
Dressed in elegant attire, the couple occupy individual hardwood chambers six feet beneath the well-tended soil. A host of life forms, from plump white maggots to invisible bacteria, eat away at their flesh as putrid hunks drop away exposing the skeletal framework of two formerly codependent animals that ate together, worshiped together, made love together and died alone.