I have eaten cremated human remains. Part of a funeral rite
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'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
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-t - Mar 18, 2005 11:53:12 am PST #7729 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Aims - Mar 18, 2005 11:54:02 am PST #7730 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I'd want a funeral, but I'm more concerned about making sure the liquor is right than the ceremony.
I want a wake. But no viewing. Party party party. Make a CD of VH-1's top 100 1 hit wonders, play it to death and dance and tell stories. Everyone wear a tiara.
-t is not invited.
brenda m - Mar 18, 2005 11:54:32 am PST #7731 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Eek. I have a phobia about the Ashes... (Don't ask me why...they don't make sense, right? Phobias?)
Yeah, my mom was the same way. We were under severe threat of hauntage if the idea even came up (dating back to long before it became an issue).
I could care less, as long as no-one puts me in one of those super expensive, crappy looking urns. Get me something from MoMA, or an old metal lunchbox or something.
Connie Neil - Mar 18, 2005 11:54:50 am PST #7732 of 10001
brillig
I want my ashes to be baked into doggie treats and given to wolves.
If I thought it was legal, I'd forgo the ash part and say, "dump me off in a remote area of Yellowstone and don't look back."
Aims - Mar 18, 2005 11:55:16 am PST #7733 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
no-one puts me in one of those super expensive, crappy looking urns.
Amen.
Sean K - Mar 18, 2005 11:55:21 am PST #7734 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
I want my ashes to be shot into space. Some part of me is getting out of this frelling gravity well, dammit.
(Don't ask me why...they don't make sense, right? Phobias?)
It's okay, erika. I understand. I frequently have to remind people who don't understand my phobias that they're phobias.... they are, by definition, irrational.
tommyrot - Mar 18, 2005 11:55:29 am PST #7735 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Get me something from MoMA, or an old metal lunchbox or something.
Howabout something from Crate & Barrel?
Ikea?
Connie Neil - Mar 18, 2005 11:56:06 am PST #7736 of 10001
brillig
an old metal lunchbox or something
I wonder what happened to my H.R. Pufinstuf lunch box.
Betsy HP - Mar 18, 2005 11:56:23 am PST #7737 of 10001
If I only had a brain...
There's a Swedish process (just being tested) where they freeze-dry you, pulverize you, and use you as fertilizer. Much less wasteful than cremation.
I would LOVE to do that. Plant an apple tree over me, for preference.
Gudanov - Mar 18, 2005 11:57:21 am PST #7738 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
Ikea?
Maybe Ikea could make a new necro line made from human bones and cleverly held together with little dowels.