EYE ON A CRAZY PLANET
This is not a meditating guru.He is not a sleeping guru.He is not a stunned guru.I would check to see if he has been glued into his chair.He is bleedin' demised.He has passed on. He is no more. He has ceased to be. He has expired to meet his maker. Bereft of life, he rests n peace. He has kicked the bucket. He's shuffled off his mortal coil and jointed the choir invisible.He is a dead guru.
Wait! There! He moved! Did you see that!?
No he didn't!Someone just kicked his chair, that's all.
Apparently the intestinal after-effects of curry mask the foul smell of decay
Good news for me then (or at least those who have to deal with my corpse), since I love curry!
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