I found this final resting place for Mr. Robert Balls along the Freedom Trail in Boston. Admittedly, it’s tasteless to joke about some anonymous dead guy. But seriously, wouldn't it be a bigger crime to ignore this rare opportunity for gravestone humor? It’s a friggin meatball! I’m mostly curious about what his peers called him – Rob Balls, Bob Balls, Bobby Balls, Mr. Balls? Even more importantly, what happened to his offspring? Why haven’t I met a descendant named Richard, Randy, Anita, Peter, or Phil?
Friday, January 30, 2009
Amuse In Peace
I found this final resting place for Mr. Robert Balls along the Freedom Trail in Boston. Admittedly, it’s tasteless to joke about some anonymous dead guy. But seriously, wouldn't it be a bigger crime to ignore this rare opportunity for gravestone humor? It’s a friggin meatball! I’m mostly curious about what his peers called him – Rob Balls, Bob Balls, Bobby Balls, Mr. Balls? Even more importantly, what happened to his offspring? Why haven’t I met a descendant named Richard, Randy, Anita, Peter, or Phil?
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