He has a very fitting email address too.
You’ve got to be memorable in the highly competitive funeral beatboxer business.
Dirtnapbrian 1 through 36 were taken
He had a lot of nothing to say
We’ll miss him
Putting this in my will. Will request some less somber songs too. You should come.
if he isn’t at my funeral I’m not coming.
I don’t plan to show up to mine at all. Fuck those people.
I’ll try to come at your funeral, sure.
Need a somber beat box cover of “In a gadda da vida”
I like that idea
Well, can’t be worse than the clown I hired for the last one…
You came back for the refund?
Turns out the secret to resurrection is terrible puns.
It does take a sacrifice to make it permanent, though.
He must have put the ‘fun’ in funeral … do you have his number? I’d like to hire him for mine…
1-800-CHK-LFCK.
I’m wanting a Korean Journey cover band foy my funeral.
I want people to party, laugh and have an amazing time, and right at the climax be reminded not to stop Bereavin’.
Fuck why am I laughing so hard at this
Yo yo yo
Dis yo buddy
Dirt Nap Brian 37
Best juicy postmortem bringing you straight up to HeavenYou laying down
so fuckin’ good
in dat nice cozy coffin
made a’massive hard woodHire Dirt Nap Brian to drop some bars for your funeral service today.
I really hope my next funeral goes better than my last one. Nobody showed up, not even me
The same thing happened when Stephen Hawking held a party for time travelers.
I think his main problem is targeting people who have already had funerals. There aren’t many that live to have a second.
I believe beardyman to be skilled enough to indeed make it a surprisingly respectful event. Right up until the end when he suddenly launches into fartnoise DnB, of course.
I mean his email is “Dirt nap Brian (37@gmail.com)” after all. I wouldn’t know about the fart noises tho, it doesn’t say.
Everthing you’re hearing is coming from my mOoOuUuth
Bun dun dundun Nun dun dundun
Back when I was a child…
How to make sure the ghost of Aunt Gertrude haunts you for eternity.
Wish I had known about this when my brother committed aliven’t.
life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on (glass casket rises showing maggots on corpse) this
is
NECESSARY
When I hear that old song they used to beatbox, i begin nightmarin’…
For my funeral I want the organ player from I Think You Should Leave
