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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I want to be scattered at Disneyland (note: I do not wish to be cremated).
Weekend at Bernie’s style around It’s a Small World?
i wonder if anyone has invented the meat chipper
Ever see the movie Fargo?
Most landscapers have one.
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
This but mushrooms.
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
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…
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
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.
I’m not here, physically couldn’t give a shit
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.
My dead naked body should be catapulted at Mar-a-Lago.
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.
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.
Whatever is the most ecologically sound method of disposal.
I won’t care because I’ll be dead.
I want to be left in a strangers car trunk.
Cremation, then throw my ashes in the faces of people on a list that will be provided.
Fun thought, but you’d be asking people to commit felonies for you, to which you would never see the consequences.
