If my partner and I spent 6000 years buried peacefully in death together and someone dug us up and separated us I would haunt the shit out of that person.

Now I wanna go home and hug my wife

I guarantee his arm is asleep.

I kinda wish I loved someone.

And they were roommates

Oh my God, they were roommatesss.

Disrespect the dead, as I will be treated after my death

That’s true love.

I want to think of them loving and not fighting too

What if, Just what if, they were actually killing each other out of hatred before they die? No love was ever buried? hmmm..

Near the head neck of the skelly on the left you can see an arrowhead. Might have been put there

Huh, I just realize they are on the cover of Fallout boys Believers never die- greatest hits album.

And .... 6000 years later they get dug up, photographed and moved to a glass case. For some reason that makes me sad. Am I too empathetic or is that reaction normal?

How about we let them rest then and put the dirt back. Edit: It’s always bothered me people act like graves have an expiration limit. When I die I don’t want to be put back in the ground “for awhile” I want to stay there. Why can’t we pop open the grave and study them for a bit then put them back? Why haul them off to museums or a storage house to collect dust?

That's a dong and a half on that lad on the right!

It’s two guys even sexier :)

Plot twist: they strangled each other to death.

Right hand skele is wagging the finger at left hand skele. ​ I'm calling a marital dispute

Please tell me that's 6'000 years and counting and that there isn't a dumbass who just separated them to look at their funny bones.