“(On his gravestone): "I told you I was ill".”

— Spike Milligan

His epitaph
Variant: I told you I was ill.

Original

Dúirt mé leat go raibh mé breoite.

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British-Irish comedian, writer, musician, poet, playwright,… 1918–2002

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