Meat Loaf was "scared to death of Covid" and said he would not be "controlled" by the deadly virus. The iconic Bat Out Of Hell singer died aged 74 on Thursday night, surrounded by his wife Deborah and his children Pearl and Amanda. p:nth-of-type(2)","sizes":[[8,8]],"hideOnSensitiveArticle":true,"relativePos":"after","additionalClass":"in-article","name":"div-gpt-ad-vip-slot","type":"VIP","bidders":{"ozone":"1420432300"}}" data-gpt-placeholder="" data-response-start="613" data-type="gpt" data-requested="3295" data-google-query-id="CIX2l5Ctx_UCFZI30wodi6kLTg" data-timer-slot-rendered="5883" data-rendered-width="8" data-rendered-height="8" data-response-end="7026" style="box-sizing: border-box; z-index: 1; clear: both; caret-color: rgb(53, 51, 78); color: rgb(53, 51, 78); font-family: Apercu, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; overflow: hidden !important; height: 0px !important;"> He reportedly passed away after contracting the virus and was forced to cancel a business dinner earlier this week after falling "seriously ill". It is unknown whether Meat Loaf - real name Marvin Lee Aday - had been vaccinated, but he did declare: "If I die, I die - I'm not going to be controlled" when previously talking about the illness in an interview.> Within hours of the singer Meat Loaf's death on Thursday after a reported bout with COVID-19, some took to social media to mock his stances opposing mask and vaccine mandates. Meat Loaf's family and representatives have so far not confirmed either his cause of death or his vaccination status, but TMZ cited sources saying that he was 'seriously ill with COVID' when he passed. Running with his stated opposition to mandates, many critics assumed that the famed singer was unvaccinated, and took the opportunity to heap scorn on him.
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A Man went into a chemist shop. "Have you anything for my spotty face" he asked. "Ammonia cleaner" was the answer. "Sorry" said the man, "I thought you were the Phamacist".
I saw this on Facebook,last week and thought it was a wind up, but apparently not. A man DID take a dead body to the post office to collect the dead man’s pension. https://news.sky.com/story/man-who-took-uncle-to-post-office-didnt-realise-hed-died-12524286
Walking down the street when Boris Johnson is hit by a lorry and dies. His soul arrives in Heaven and is met by St. Peter. He says, " 'Welcome to heaven. Before you settle in, it seems there's a problem. We seldom see anyone in such high office around here, so we're not sure what to do with you.' 'Just let me in,' says the P.M. 'Well, I'd like to but I have instructions from above. You'll have to spend one day in Hell and one in Heaven, then you can choose where to spend eternity.' 'Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in Heaven,' says Boris. 'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.' replies St Peter With that, St. Peter escorts him to the lift and he went down, down, down to Hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and dressed in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar, and champagne. Also present is the Devil, a very nice, friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They're having such a good time that before he realises, it's time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves as the lift rises... The door opens in Heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him. 'Now it's time to show you around Heaven.' So, 24 hours pass with Boris joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing harps and singing. They have a good time and, before he realises it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns. 'Well, you've spent a day in Hell and another in Heaven. Now choose your eternity.' Boris reflects for a minute, then answers: 'Well, I would never have thought it before, I mean Heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in Hell.' So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down down to Hell. When the doors open he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and refuse. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the rubbish and putting it in black bags as more garbage falls from above. The Devil comes over and puts his arm around his shoulder. 'I don't understand,' stammers Boris, "yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened? ' The Devil looks at him, smiles and says, ' Yesterday we were campaigning . . . Today you voted