cuddling to death

My Hon and I have this long-standing joke with each other that ultimately our bones will be discovered by archaeologists thousands of years from now, frozen in time doing whatever it is we shouldn't be doing at the moment of our death. The newspapers and the scientific journals will have huge headlines, in all caps saying:

LESBIAN SKELETONS FOUND BENEATH ENORMOUS PILE OF EMPTY JAGERMEISTER BOTTLES

Whatever headline we choose, we always start it with "lesbian skeletons," because of course the archaeologists will notice that we're cuddling or at least in some form of loving or inappropriate embrace. In today's newspapers, the Associated Press released a story about two Neolithic-era skeletons unearthed near Rome. The skeletons were discovered locked in a tender embrace.


The amazing thing isn't that these bones are 6,000 years old, rather the shocking visual of cuddling skeletons. The scientists are guessing that they were buried together this way, but I like to think that, much like me & my Hon, they did something stupid while they were tipsy and ended up sleeping next to one another for the rest of time.

However I end up going out, I'd be honored to be next to my Hon for the final dirtnap. Hopefully, the cause of death with be something headline-worthy.