LExia, Dys.(age indeterminate , but didnt smell too good when expiring)
Went to be with his Lord on (insert date here). His family was around Mr Lexia, all intent on securing their spot in hi will.
Dys, as he had no idea why he was called, was born in a Trunk of a 36 Plymouth and has spent most of his life herding suirrels in Bu'Fuk Arizona.
Dys always wanted to be a professional man his entire life. Since he was unable to realize that dream, he raised mules for the military. When that market collapsed during the great Hay famine of 1943, Dys took up commercial stickelback fishing and made a fortune betting on when ths fish would become extinct.
His life had , at the time of his deth been fullfilled by the companionship of a sexually active Franciscan Nun and a series of native plants and animals. The Lexia household was always a stopping place for ner-do-wells and itinerant clevis peddlers.
Dys enjoyed Parchisi, NASCAR ads , Spanish pornography, and making little wooden "**** you in the head" desk plaques.
HIs presence will be missed on I-25 where he would daily stand in the sun and flip birds at out of state drivers and get arrested for Lewd DConduct.
He is survived by his wife, who, as of this writing has not been contacted: a brother who is a professional "toof" model for The Country Music Channel, and a Brazilian Ear Lopping PArrot named after the only president who has carried the name of Fred.
Cremation, held at the Las Manos de Porco Masturbatory clinic , was a private affair.In lieu of flowers , good riddance offerings may be sent to the Chicken Ranch in memory of "Diesel Dork"