Why do you continually romance the stone, huh? These peeps been dead so long now ain't nothin' to love on any more, so why do you persist with the stone worship? Every time I turn around some of these dead people up in my face 'bout somethin', and they dead! Do y'all hear dead people? What are they saying to you? Is there a party down there? Do they want you to join them? Whaaaaaat? But you know, maybe it's not such a bad thing after all, because at least one person is now happy that some other dead folks have taken their place in the scheme of things so that they can now get some peace at last.
Maybe now she's getting the peace in death she never had in life. RIP Marilyn.
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