Funny gravestone epitaphs

Funny gravestone epitaphs

 

Here are 12 last memorable "last words". These people left us one last smile before they left.

    Here lies
    Johnny Yeast
    Pardon me
    For not rising. Memory of an accident in a Uniontown, Pennsylvania cemetery:

    Here lies the body
    of Jonathan Blake
    Stepped on the gas
    Instead of the brake. In a Silver City, Nevada, cemetery:

    Here lays Butch,

    We planted him raw.
    He was quick on the trigger,
    But slow on the draw. A lawyer's epitaph in England:

    Sir John Strange
    Here lies an honest lawyer,
    And that is Strange. Someone determined to be anonymous in Stowe, Vermont:

    I was somebody.
    Who, is no business
    Of yours. Lester Moore was a Wells, Fargo Co. station agent for Naco, Arizona in
the cowboy days of the 1880's. He's buried in the Boot Hill Cemetery in
Tombstone, Arizona:

    Here lies Lester Moore
    Four slugs from a .44
    No Les No More. In a Georgia cemetery:

    "I told you I was sick"
John Penny's epitaph in the Wimborne, England, cemetery:

    Reader if cash thou art
    In want of any
    Dig 4 feet deep
    And thou wilt find a Penny. On Margaret Daniels grave at Hollywood Cemetery Richmond, Virginia:

    She always said her feet were killing her
    but nobody believed her. In a cemetery in Hartscombe, England:

    On the 22nd of June
    - Jonathan Fiddle -
    Went out of tune. Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls, Vermont has an epitaph that
sounds like something from a Three Stooges movie:

    Here lies the body of our Anna
    Done to death by a banana
    It wasn't the fruit that laid her low
    But the skin of the thing that made her go. More fun with names with Owen Moore in Battersea, London, England:

    Gone away
    Owin' more
    Than he could pay. Someone in Winslow, Maine didn't like Mr. Wood:

    In Memory of Beza Wood
    Departed this life
    Nov. 2, 1837
    Aged 45 yrs.
    Here lies one Wood
    Enclosed in wood
    One Wood
    Within another.
    The outer wood
    Is very good:
    We cannot praise
    The other. On a grave from the 1880's in Nantucket, Massachusetts:

    Under the sod and under the trees
    Lies the body of Jonathan Pease.
    He is not here, there's only the pod:
    Pease shelled out and went to God. The grave of Ellen Shannon in Girard, Pennsylvania is almost a consumer tip:

    Who was fatally burned
    March 21, 1870
    by the explosion of a lamp
    filled with "R.E. Danforth's
    Non-Explosive Burning Fluid" Oops! Harry Edsel Smith of Albany, New York:


    Born 1903 - Died 1942
    Looked up the elevator shaft to see if
    the car was on the way down.
    It was. In a cemetary in England:

    Remember man, as you walk by,
    As you are now, so once was I,
    As I am now, so shall you be,
    Remember this and follow me.
        - To which someone replied by writing on the tombstome:
          To follow you I'll not consent,
          Until I know which way you went. On the grave of Ezekial Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia:

    Here lies Ezekial Aikle
    Age 102
    The Good Die Young. In a London, England cemetery:

    Here lies Ann Mann,
    Who lived an old maid
    But died an old Mann.
    Dec. 8, 1767 A widow wrote this epitaph in a Vermont cemetery:

    Sacred to the memory of
    my husband John Barnes
    who died January 3, 1803
    His comely young widow, aged 23, has
    many qualifications of a good wife, and
    yearns to be comforted. In a Ribbesford, England, cemetery:

    The children of Israel wanted bread
    And the Lord sent them manna,
    Old clerk Wallace wanted a wife,
    And the Devil sent him Anna. In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery:

    Here lies an Atheist
    All dressed up
    And no place to go.