Poll: After Life InstructionsFollow

My husband's family have plots already, but his plans are to be cremated and have his ashes spread along some river/lake portage in Northern MN (I hope he leaves a map). He says I get to keep his parents placated for all time by being buried next to them. He definately needs to die first.

In Maine you can still bury your loved ones in your yard. I think it just requires a permit from the local CEO.

I was listening to a story on the radio a while back about burial services for pets. I guess pet funeral homes are doing quite the 'lively' business.

I refuse to own real estate after my mind-atoms disperse. It's a waste.

Not that I've written it down anywhere (though I realize I should), but I would want my organs harvested for whatever, and then I'll likely either donate the rest to science, or be cremated and scattered. I don't feel the need to be buried in any fashion. If people want some sort of memorial place to go sit and chatter at me after I die, I'll consider getting some sort of plaque put in a library so that their chattering will annoy others and my legacy will carry on.

Nexa

I've previously mentioned grand plans for a massive angel statue draped in gold and jewels which would speak when one came near my grave. I've since backed off on that since it may be a little pricey.

In its stead, Flea has instructions to plant my remains under a monument featuring me grappling some beast. The inscription should mention that I gave my life defeating this foe so that Earth may be saved. Acceptable beasts thus far include Sasquatch, a kraken or a tyrannosaur. I would also accept the Biblical Behemoth and/or Leviathan.

To the best of my knowledge, there are no Truth in Tombstone laws.

I so read that as "grappling a breast".

I don't really care what happens to me once I'm dead. But I think that burying me would be better. That way when I rot inside that coffin, the worms will be out shitting out my remains all over the place and fertilizing the ground. Just seems a little better than letting my burnt up stinky *** filling the air with ashes.

As soon as they get past the 6 inches of concrete you have to pour.

Yeah, unless you make arrangements to be buried Old School in a pine box, these days you don't return to the earth. You just putrify within your hermetically sealed casket within its concrete liner.

Meh, with the amount of gas I build up on a daily basis, I still think it would be better to bury me as opposed to letting me blow the crematorium up.

Once teh doktorz have taken the bits they can use, I don't really care - dogfood, fertiliser, a novelty lampstand, or perhaps a taxidermist could turn me into a permanent warning to others.

"Pwnt!" perchance?

Think I'd have some cryptic-code on my headstone that, if correctly deciphered, would say some really boring stuff.

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