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Epitaph: I Will Test You When I Get There

Early Programmers.

Pet Cemetery.

"I'll never forget you."

How to create a password you can remember...

'He says he's tried sending you tweets but his cell phones keep melting.'

"Harold died happy knowing he gained a certain immortality through social media."

"It was just a near-death experience, but while you're here, would you help me with this computer?"

"Sure, e-mail is faster . . . but I miss biting the mailman!"

Boss, the health inspector is here. Excellent. My hacker just finished restoring all the inspector's social media posts dating back to 1994. Tell him "It'd be a shame if someone's career were ruined by a 20-year-old video of him doing the Macarena in the buff." Don't wink too much. But not too little, either. Very bad man.

"I never thought I'd have to move back in with my parents."

"I'm new here. Do you have a computer with an old operating system?"

Touch screen for bio.

"One fine day my son, this will all be yours!"

Archaeologist Discovers Cave Art Web Address.

"Apparently there's been a computer error - you're not actually dead yet."

Death Online

'And I'm sure Brian would have appreciated his facebook friends turning up today.'

"When I was your age, I went OUT to play."

Franz Liszt composer

'Pardon me, sir, but your cell phone is really, really dated.'

And on the 7th Day, he put in his bid.

"Before I commit. . . what's the wi-fi like?"

"He spent his entire life trying to discover a way to stop aging. How ironic that he would only realize his dream now."

"I remember a time before the internet... when we had to pay for our disinformation."

Man talking to his psychologist. 'I'm worried that my Facebook friends will find out about my MySpace friends.'

The Cursor Tree.

Gravesite has QR code on tombstone

Gravestones.

"Something was definitely lost when we went from being hunter-gathers to browser-purchasers."

Early Social Networking Sites.

'Turn left, turn right, dig here.'

www.tedbdead.com

'I miss the good ole days when I just talked to myself.'

The Grave