Oz ,'First Date'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
My funeral? I want you all in black and sobbing. Hats! Veils! Gloves! Stand at my graveside and look like an old movie for me. Don't go saying "she wouldn't want us to be sad..." because I DO want you to be sad.
Shall we fling ourselves on your casket after it's been lowered into the ground? Because I need to know whether I should do yoga and other stretches before your funeral.
t edit I *totally* want people sad and wailing and devastated at my funeral. And then all y'all can go drink.
Don't embalm me, that's too creepy.
I'm not sure you get a choice about this. Isn't there a law or something?
Is there a form you can fill out to donate your body to the Soylent Green company?
Ooh! I know you can donate it to the body farm. Or at least to Medical Science, which quite often sends it to the body farm. In fact, I think my father has put that in his will. We're actually not allowed to have him buried. We may not be allowed to have any kind of service.
I'm not sure you get a choice about this. Isn't there a law or something?
Jewish funeral customs forbid embalming. I've never heard of anyone having any legal problems with it.
Shall we fling ourselves on your casket after it's been lowered into the ground? Because I need to know whether I should do yoga and other stretches before your funeral.
I think that will be specific to my scandalously young lover, but thanks for thinking of me!
I'm not sure you get a choice about this. Isn't there a law or something?
Jews aren't embalmed. There's got to be some way to do it.
Oh, FINE. Be knowledgable and stuff. I thought I remembered something... maybe you're not allowed to go in without a coffin or something like that.
More {{{Nora}}}, just 'cause.
{{{Sean and S}}}
Not touching the creation vs. evolution thing.
So, um, it was kind of windy here in MA last night...so windy that at some point during the night, it blew open my parents' back door. I come down at 3am to get some cookies, and it's FREEZING, and the back door is open. I totally flipped. Good times. Good times.
Shall we fling ourselves on your casket after it's been lowered into the ground?
"Hold off the earth a while so I may take her once more into my arms!"
We'll all be Laertes.
I want Big Rock Candy Mountain played at my funeral. That and no churches are my only requests.
Does anyone else have songs picked out? Or am I the only morbid one?