O.T. How would you like to go out? - Page 1

If you could pick your ending how would it be?

Mine, i,d like to be sitting in the woods where i,ve buried my past dogs, marqurita in hand (mixed a little heavy) in the sun,s last lite of day with a breeze in my face.   

Me to Bob ,I dont want any one to find me for a few days after as i do not want to be imbombed .I hope i spelled imbombed right . No toe drain for me.No cutting me up . Then just burn whats left of me . and I have a few places I want my ashes spread, "alittle bit here and a little bit there alttle bit scattered everywhere ".  << Neil Young ...

in my sleep, or hit so fast i don't realize what happened. my mother was killed as a pedestrian by an unlicensed driver failing to yield, and they told me it probably happened so fast she never even knew it.
a very interesting subject, as i get older and more people i know die, i think about life and death alot.
i plan to travel someday, after my daughter grows up, just me and a good dog, not living anywhere, just drifting around the u.s. sleeping outside in woods or on beaches. my friend told me i am crazy. she said, "they'll kill you out there" and i said i don't care, as long as i'm with a good dog." so maybe i am nuts but yeah, i don't care really, if i have a good dog with me, that's all that matters.

Wow, sorry to hear that. Must have been very rough on your family.


I think Bob has the right idea here. Just drift away and not wake up. I think that's how most folks would choose to go.

Sponntaineous human combustion inside a fireworks factory

habanaro - good one!

I'd like a very short (2 -4 week) illness. That way I'd have time to say good by to everyone.

I LOVE MY LIFE SO MUCH. I WORRY ABOUT IT ALL THE TIME. I DONT WANT TO LEAVE. IM TERRIFIED OF DYING. I STILL HAVE SO MUCH TO DO HERE. I DONT TALK ABOUT IT OR WATCH FUNERAL HOME COMMERCIALS. DONT GIVE IT ENERGY. I WILL FIGHT THE GRIM REAPER ALL THE WAY. IF I HAVE TO GO I WANT TO GO AT THE POINT OF CLIMAX MAKING LOVE TO MY WOMAN. THEN I WANT TO BE BURIED WITH ALL MY DOGS.

I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING ELSE. IF I DIE I MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO READ THE DB. I JUST CANT DO IT.
ALSO AFTER MY DEATH MY WOMAN WILL DIE SHORTLY AFTERWARDS FROM GRIEF.

RONNIE:


I,d like to ask a favor if I pass before you would you write my eulogy?

And Habanaro:

Would you play some Clapton for me at my wake?.

IT WOULD BE MY HONOR.  THERE WILL BE MASSIVE SOBBING AND NOT A DRY EYE WITHIN MILES.

Bob, go out? With you? Awww, thought you'd never ask! 

Wuzzup, it's spelled 'embalmed'. It involves draining the blood and fluids from the body, and injecting embalming fluid, so the corspes doesn't start to rot during the time preceding the funeral. It also prevents any contagious illnesses being spread from the corpse, if that's what the person died of. They also pack the rectum with cotton so nothing nasty leaks out.

I don't see it as an indignity to an already dead body, but a kindness to those who are left behind, and want to say their goodbyes at the funeral home.

My family tradition includes open casket viewing, then a funeral service followed by refreshments in the church basement, or in someone's home. The timing of the graveside portion of the service depends on the season and weather, this being Canada. 

Anyway, as for how I'd like to depart this life, a long time ago, I came across a poem in a horse book, and thought, "OH YEAH! That's how I want to go!"

And thus as I rode,
My heart pounded in time
to the grey that strode,
With lawn-muted stride
With snorting and chinking.

An one great happiness lighted up my heart,
And I knew, if in falling, this life I'd depart,
To heaven I'd be sinking!

(Apologies for any errors. I'm doing this from memory. The author is Borres Frieherr vom Munchenhausen.)