A kind and mirthful soul named "Sansforbox1" wishes for the the two tragic victims of the murder-suicide to be placed to rest side by side, which is the only manner of entombment that would befit the heartwrenching end to these two inseparable chums. In a way, it reminds you of the premature demise of your Food Lovers, and their eternal confinement to the gentle mechanical brute known as Spamgorg. And now even he has left you. A muffled sob escapes your quivering lips.
Oh also you called this a murder-suicide because the moment Hella Jester accidentally murdered Togore with the cyanide you told him was aspirin on purpose in order to kill him, that motherfucker signed his own death warrant, so it really might as well have been a suicide.