ONE DOES NOT SIMPLY WRITE A BOOK THAT IS NOT FUNNY; UNGLE RANDY DIED IT WAS A HAPPY DAY HE DIED WHILE SHARTING HIMSELF IN THE SHED. WHEN MOM FOUND HIS BODY SHE SAID HIS KIDNEYS WERE SPLATTERED ON THE WALL. WHEN DAD SMELLED IT HE BARFED HIS LARGE INTESTINE STRAIT OUT OF HIS NOSE. THEN THE MUSHROOMS ATE IT AND IT TURNED TO GRASS. WHEN THE BUNNY ATE IT IS GOT RAN OVER BY A CRASHED STUNT PLANE. A FOX ATE IT AND THE FOX GOT RAN OVER BY ELON MUSK AND HE SAID HE FOUND HIS REPLACEMENT LEFT KIDNEY AND AT THE FUNERAL MY CAT HIT THE GRIDDY BECAUSE IT ATE A PIECE OF WOOD. THE END. THE DEATH OF UNGLE RANDY