Unbereavable.
Like, did you ask him Because only one of us is screaming right now.
Because you never know when you're going to need some boiling water.
Wife: No idea Memory foam pillow: Two years, five months and two days
About a day.
He was a ghoulsnif fer.
One stood for something
A dead centipede.
Potato!
He's decomposing.
Because my wife says she wants to dance on my grave.