I would want cremation. Cremation and a simple marker. I wouldn’t be buried at all at my marker, because I would actually want my ashes spread in two separate places. One is somewhere in my hometown and the other spot, probably around the recreational area of my middle school, where I had commonly found peace at.
My marker would have a Red Sox emblem, signifying fan for life to that team. The other symbol would probably be a resemblance of rebirth/reincarnation as a reflection of my beliefs, so presumably a phoenix would go there. Not entirely sure what exactly I’d want written on the marker. Debating on a personal quote or just say “Logged off for the last time” which references from all of the time I’ve spent being online.
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Let me rot for three weeks, leave my body leaning on the door of someone i don’t like, then ring the bell and run.
no but for real ill be dead i dont care.
I would want to become fertilizer for trees or crops
You know those human cannons they used to have at the circus? I want to be loaded into one of those and shot into a hole in the ground some distance away. If they miss they can try again or just kinda roll me into the grave. I’m not sure this is entirely legal but those are my last wishes.
LMAO I used to joke about the same thing, but the cannon was pointed upwards at a random trajectory instead. For the luls. 😂
Mostly don’t care, however I like the idea of the method that makes it so my corpse fertilizes the tree used as my marker. Beyond that, just toss me in a landfill.
I want to be scattered at Disneyland (note: I do not wish to be cremated).
I came here hoping to see this comment. Thank you for reinforcing my faith.
Weekend at Bernie’s style around It’s a Small World?
i wonder if anyone has invented the meat chipper
Most landscapers have one.
Ever see the movie Fargo?
Oh yes, I was just commenting on the fact that a wood chipper seemed a bit inefficient when it comes to the harder bits of an unused corpse. Perhaps it would be more pertinent, then, to describe this non-existing-as-of-yet invention as a bone chipper.
*I mean, there is that machine that grinds up offal into hot dog paste, but that’s rather slow. We need something with more pizzazz.
They don’t like that. Whoever scatters then might win a lifetime ban.
Not my problem.
Getting tossed in a hole with a tree planted on top so it can consume my remains.
based
I thought about the tree thing alot.
I mean coffins seem so lame… tree is new life, its kinda beautiful in a way that is hard ti explain
This but mushrooms.
I’m in only if it’s one of these: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manchineel
In the wise words of Frank Reynolds
trashs are collected every 15days we I am, so in winter it’s okay, but in summer I’ll dump you somewhere else
I wouldn’t even know what people did.
But maybe…
Hide pieces of my body in the vents of Mar a lago.
Let them rot and stink up the place.Somehow I doubt they’d be able to distinguish that from other Trumpian odors.
Don’t have to even be dead, I just want to be launched into the sun because that would be pretty rad.
Due to gravity and your point of origin being earth (which is moving suprisingly fast), its actually very difficult to actually hit the sun…
That makes it all the more worth it
Oh it’d cost an absolute shitload of delta v, but that doesn’t make me want it less.
9/10 men can’t find the sun
Yes. It’s guaranteed, given enough time.
Technically I guess it could be considered a ride share kind of thing, since I think my remains will have been recycled as a bunch of other people’s remains, by that time…
About 1/3 will be combined with my wife and her dog who have already passed. Another 1/3 will be combined with my fiancé. These will be scattered in a few different places that are special to us.
The final 1/3 is to be combined with concrete and made into ice cube sized pieces to be taken to different reefs around the world by whomever will take them.
I currently carry a tiny portion of my wife and her dog with me everywhere.
I’m sorry for your loss.
There’s something beautiful about having a plan that detailed to acknowledge that much love you have shared.
I’m not here, physically couldn’t give a shit
Compost. I don’t really care about a marker or whatnot either. Maybe, if I had to; a cherub with a solar powered pump that periodically pees on [billionaires] grave stone or maybe just a simple stone with this meme but, eh. Won’t matter to me after the fact because I am not.
My dead naked body should be catapulted towards Mar-a-Lago.
I don’t care, I’ll be dead. Whatever is cheapest and simplest.
Donate the useful bits to others, use me for science, then turn me into compost.
