You just want someone to say that you consumed pussy your whole life and that your disposal only seemed appropriate.

OMG!!! The irony! Only you would see that!

wyndhy's right! You're twisted!

I am so with you on this one.

I know some people say 'they can have anything but my eyes' but I don't care about those...I'm not going to need them where I'm going and if someone else does, let 'em have them.

I am incredibly squeamish and tend to pass out when I have to give a blood sample, so I don't think I could ever cope with giving blood. I feel horribly guilty about this, so the least I can do is give my body when I'm dead. I won't be squeamish then!

I already donate blood (well, plasma - seems mine has something in it that makes it good - go figure) and I signed up for organ donation - IF there's anything worth having by then! LOL!

After that, as oldfart put it "slash and flash" and dropped from a 'plane seems appropriate - I only screamed the first time, so I don't figure on it happening this time! :)

DM

As simple as possible. No wake. Just a few words said where ever they decide to plant whats left of me. In the cheapest box there is. And NO visiting the gravesite and wasting money on flowers!! You wanna give me flowers, give em to me now. Then everybody go out to eat and laugh and have fun!!

See, I'm something of an extrovert.

And I've always been partial to the Vikings. Take any organs as are useable, and then load me onto a real flash boat. Send me off into the see..... and have a hot chick shoot a flaming arrow onto it and watch as it erupts in flame.....

YEAH! That's the way ta' go!!

'cept probably not legal, and the paperwork for getting a flaming-arrow-license probably wouldn't be worth it.

So dispose of me cheaply, environmentally, and in any way that makes the peeps still alive happy.
CasperTG.

PS Please make sure I die AFTER getting laid. Spent my whole life frustrated, don't want that in the afterlife as well....

^^^ Exactly why I don't fish. It's my luck to have someone miss the intended target and torch ME while I'm trying to reel in a whopper that eventually would've been revealed as a discarded tire had I not been given an impromptu viking sendoff!

Just feed me to the wolves

I've already signed up for organ donation. Though I'm not sure what will be useable after I'm done with the things.

AFter that, I'm looking at cremation in the mot environmentally-friendly manner possible. Our society, as usual, has some fucked-up laws about that, as well. Then, if they can, the ashes should be used as compost for a tree.

Walk me down in a shoebox to the end of the Santa Monica pier and scatter the ashes.That is until I saw the last epasode of 6 Feet Under. A geen burial sounds like the way to go. I agree with Steph,but who needs the cardboard box?

I, as the person doing the shovelling, need that cardboard box! Ain't no way I'm gonna hold it together while I shovel dirt on top of a loved one.





Unless it's after a fight and I'm burying her in the back yard, but even then...it'll be in the middle of the night. :grin:

Woke up this morning Put on my slippers
Walked in the kitchen and died
And oh what a feeling!
When my soul Went thru the ceiling
And on up into heaven I did ride
When I got there they did say
John, it happened this way
You slipped upon the floor And hit your head
And all the angels say Just before you passed away
These were the very last words That you said:

Please don't bury me Down in that cold cold ground
No, I'd druther have 'em cut me up And pass me all around
Throw my brain in a hurricane And the blind can have my eyes
And the deaf can take both of my ears If they don't mind the size

Give my stomach to Milwaukee If they run out of beer
Put my socks in a cedar box Just get 'em out of here
Venus de Milo can have my arms Look out! I've got your nose
Sell my heart to the junkman And give my love to Rose

Give my feet to the footloose Careless, fancy free
Give my knees to the needy Don't pull that stuff on me
Hand me down my walking cane It's a sin to tell a lie
Send my mouth way down south And kiss my ass goodbye

LOL

After science and/or Ripley's Believe It Or Not takes what they want, just put the rest of me in a hefty bag and plant me. Whatever's cheapest is what I want. I don't want anyone stressing over how to afford it all. My spirit will be long gone, so why fuss?

I was wondering who would post the Prine ;)