This Man Died And The Obituary He Left Behind Is Absolutely HILARIOUS!

When our loved ones pass away, as much crying as we might want to do for them I am quite sure that the last thing in the world that they would want is for us to shed one single solitary tear.

Not because they wouldn’t cry if the roles were reversed but they would want us to remember good times and try to remember them fondly and keep them in our hearts.

Give you a case in point here, my mother had a very good friend that passed away when I was in my teens following a long illness that he fought through for what seemed like forever. He was a great guy with a wonderful sense of humor that even in his passing you could almost see after he had died.

Most of the time when folks pass and they know it’s going to happen well in advance they will either write their own obituary or plan their funeral with such pinpoint precision you would almost think that they were going to be conscious to witness it.

In the case of my mother’s friend there was going to be two viewings and in both viewings when they had music playing in the funeral home it wasn’t the traditional type of music you would expect to be played softly at a wake. Nope, my mother’s friend wrote it down a couple of weeks before he passed that he wanted a tape of Ray Stevens Greatest Hits to be played at his wake.

Needless to say it brightened the mood as much as possible and I am certain that if he were there to see it he would have been laughing his head off.

H/T Conservative Tribune:

When one obituary appeared in The New Orleans Times-Picayune in 2016, it was quickly called one of the funniest obituaries ever — and for good reason.

The obituary was for New Orleans firefighter William Ziegler, 69, and it was truly hysterical, yet it also serves its purpose in letting people know what he was like when he was alive.

You can read the full obituary here:

William Ziegler escaped this mortal realm on Friday, July 29, 2016 at the age of 69. We think he did it on purpose to avoid having to make a decision in the pending presidential election.

He leaves behind four children, five grandchildren, and the potted meat industry, for which he was an unofficial spokesman until dietary restrictions forced him to eat real food.

William volunteered for service in the United States Navy at the ripe old age of 17 and immediately realized he didn’t much enjoy being bossed around. He only stuck it out for one war.

Before his discharge, however, the government exchanged numerous ribbons and medals for various honorable acts. Upon his return to the City of New Orleans in 1971, thinking it best to keep an eye on him, government officials hired William as a fireman.

After twenty-five years, he suddenly realized that running away from burning buildings made more sense than running toward them. He promptly retired.

Looking back, William stated that there was no better group of morons and mental patients than those he had the privilege of serving with (except Bob, he never liked you, Bob).

Following his wishes, there will not be a service, but wellwishers are encouraged to write a note of farewell on a Schaefer Light beer can and drink it in his honor.

He can likely be found forwarding tasteless internet jokes (check your spam folder, but don’t open these at work). Expect to find an alcoholic dog named Judge passed out at his feet.

Unlike previous times, this is not a ploy to avoid creditors or old girlfriends. He assures us that he is gone. He will be greatly missed.

Ziegler’s family certainly knew what they were doing when they wrote this.