The voice of a dead man
When my friend Maxwell died, I called his wife to say how sorry I was. She was not there and, furthermore had not changed his answer-phone message. I heard the voice of a dead man.
“Hello,” he began, “this is Maxwell, I am busy right now“,
‘Well, not really.’ I thought.
“and cannot get to the phone.” he continued.
‘Well, that’s understandable.’ I supposed.
“Please leave a message, and I’ll get back to you.”
‘Will you now?’ I wondered. ‘I don’t think I’ll leave a message then.’
kyle mew 
thank you for your kind words subhan, i have visited you blog and think it is wonderful
kyle
12.04.23 at 11.29
That’s funny, in a dark way. It’s good somehow when people can find death funny (although, not too funny).
12.04.22 at 13.52
thanks – you should read/listen to my first radio play, entrance of the gladiators, it was a comedy about suicide lol
thanks for your comment, it was appreciated – you will find plenty of jokes about death here and when i die i hope you will laugh
12.05.02 at 22.03
You never know….
12.04.22 at 13.31
i guess you don’t….
12.04.22 at 15.07