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How does it happen? Are you buried or cremated? Who is at your funeral? What is on your tombstone (if you have one)? And what will everyone remember you for?


For me I expect to be killed by a crazy guy with a shot gun. I will be buried, and have a closed casket. I expect my family, friends, church associates, and a few politicians to be there at my funeral. I would like my tombstone to say "To live is Christ, to die is gain. And I will be remembered for being idealistic. :)

I get crushed to death under the weight of our new fridge. As I slowly die, I eat the ice cream I was getting out. It is messy, cause I sorta am getting crushed to death, but tasty. I get buried in the cemetery in Maine where my family's been buried since the 1700s. I think my plot has already been bought by my family, but I'm not 100% sure on that. I also get written up in the temple in Japan, and my Kami joins in with my family Kami. My Japanese grandparents will perform the Buddhist funeral ritual. I am remembered by my family and friends for various reasons, many of them different. I am remembered on GM cause I never finished my last mafia game. The ice cream was really delicious-it was the most ice cream I've had at once. I don't really know what's on my tombstone...

How does it happen? Are you buried or cremated? Who is at your funeral? What is on your tombstone (if you have one)? And what will everyone remember you for?Simultaneous sneeze/burp/hiccough/flatulence/aneurysm. It'll be in the bathtub, so i'll slip i the process and bang my head just well enough to come to my senses, and stave off the first wave. My foot will have slipped as well, in attempt to catch my balance, and it will have flipped the hot water full on, which scalds my now-bruised genitals (for various reasons) and my taint, and i try to scream but instead intake a recently jarred tooth, which lodges in my windpipe, forcing me to further exacerbate the issue with the anuerysm. The flatulence will have moved onto bowel vacation, and the resulting sneeze-like spurts of fecal matter cause me to, just for a moment, forget how hot the water is, leaving me to scald myself a second time .... which results in me reaching up desperately for the shower curtain to pull myself out of the tub, which i manage to accomplish (amazingly enough), but so much weight disproportionate to the ability of the shower curtain rings to withstand, they give, causing me to fly out the window and into the raspberry bushes three floors below, where the yellow jackets are busy going about their nectar-searching in every circumstance apart from this one. One or two shards of glass distract me from the stingers, but as i'm pulling out another shard from the side of my face, i feel stings on my nether regions, causing me (in my state) to swing at them with the shard in my hand, both cutting deeper into my hands and my gonads.
Sleep follows closely after.
But i wake up just long enough to find them pulling the plug on me in the hospital since i can't afford health care.



For me I expect to be killed by a crazy guy with a shot gun. I will be buried, and have a closed casket. I expect my family, friends, church associates, and a few politicians to be there at my funeral. I would like my tombstone to say "To live is Christ, to die is gain. And I will be remembered for being idealistic. :)

Well, crazy, yeah, but death by UngaBunga. Buried facedown ...
;)

How does it happen?

Explosive decompression.

Are you buried or cremated?

Whatever is left will be cremated.

Who is at your funeral?

Whoever wants to come...it's going to be one hell of a bash! :cool:

What is on your tombstone (if you have one)?

I won't have one, but if I did, it would read "Bah weep graaagnah wheep ni ni bong!"

And what will everyone remember you for?

THIS (http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b174/Delator/Headbangin.jpg) (I be in the middle)

:p

Eh knowing me, my kidney will probably fail and since organ donation list sometimes suck, I'll die in the hospital. After my body have been examined by medical students (I have a unique body), and harvested for organs, I expect to be cremated and half of my ashes spread across the runway of my home airport and the other half to be let out of an aircraft while in mid flight. That's pretty much it. I'll probably come back as a ghost to haunt my home airport.

Are you buried or cremated? Who is at your funeral? What is on your tombstone (if you have one)? And what will everyone remember you for?
Erm, neither. I volunteer my corpse to Ginsu commericals and am fed to people as sushi.

My funeral? Well, i dunno who'll show up except for the people i owe $ to, who are gonna stomp on my leftover mound doing the same jig i did on Jesse James' grave (Boot Hill, AZ). The music in the background will be "Closer" and "Further Down the Spiral: The Bottom" from NIN/Aphex Twin.
As far as the Tombstone is concerned, one side will say "Flip me over, hurry!"
The other side will read "Ahhhh. Thanks :)"
I doubt sincerely that anyone will remember me for anything other than the one time i conceded in an argument here about firearms.
And that time i nailed that chick i liked back in high school in the back with a basketball on accident.

How does it happen?Thrown from Bridge of Death.
Are you buried or cremated?Neither, they just left me down in the there. Insensitive bastards.
Who is at your funeral?Arthur, King of the Britons.
What is on your tombstone (if you have one)?Here lies Galahad... Aaauuuggghhh
And what will everyone remember you for?Being brave and valiant. And a nasty mix up at a wedding party.
What... is your favourite colour?
Blue. No, yel-- auuuuuuuugh!

How does it happen? Are you buried or cremated? Who is at your funeral? What is on your tombstone (if you have one)? And what will everyone remember you for?

Didn't we just have something like this?

Oh well. The first two have the same answer. I'll be cremated. Same with the cow I hit. Plan is to pack an airplane (something classy) with propane tanks, aim at cow, hit cow. Everybody will be at my funeral because it will be the worlds greatest BBQ. Ever. I don't honestly give a shit what my tombstone will read as I'll be dead by then, but if I had a choice, "In life and in death, Boom" would be appropriate. What the hell do you think people will remember me for? Inventor of the breast implant would be a good one too.:D

Tomorrow, the North Koreans will realise their dreams by launching their new and so far secret nuclear missile in the direction of the USA, with a vague mission to at least hit somewhere along the western seaboard, the closer to Hollywood the better.

Alas the missile will suck.

It will meander off course and head south along the Chinese coast until it runs out of fuel sometime before hitting Hong Kong. The trajectory will carry it over to Hong Kong where it will fall down into the neon-filled lights of Central district.

....where I will be taking an evening stroll.

By quirk of fate, the missile falls directly onto my head and, by even stranger quirk of fate and a slight ignorance of missiles and detonators, the softness of my head means the missile fails to go through whatever process it needs to go through in order to detonate, because it does not realise, due to the previously mentioned softness of head, that it has hit anything.

In this way, through my sacrificial death, I am made a hero of the city yet, and here's the kicker, most people realise that it was nothing to do with me in reality and it was only a combination of luck and my soft head that saved the city. It will be a kind of joke.

In future, a new phrase will arrive - to die a Barringtonian death - which will mean that your death saved people but, given the choice, you wouldn't have wanted to die in so silly a way, even though it saved a city It will be like Darwin Awards but less about stupidity and more about poor luck for you (though great luck for others).

My tombstone will read:

Here lies Barringtonia, for now he is dead
He saved our good city with his very soft head.

If this actually happens, I'll shoot myself for not placing a bet :mad:

How does it happen?

Fatally wounded on the job, dies in hospital or enroute to the ER.


Are you buried or cremated?


Cremated.


Who is at your funeral?


Noone I guess.

What is on your tombstone (if you have one)?

"Died for people he did not know, but whos lives meant more to him than his own."

And what will everyone remember you for?

That's a though one and once again, I don't know.

That's a though one and once again, I don't know.

Having some guy named "noone" at your funeral. He is significant for appearing in countless locations and doing countless things by himself. And appearing in multiple places around the english writing world at the same time, over and over again.

What is on your tombstone?

Pepperoni and cheese.

How does it happen?

While trying to pleasure myself by sticking my pecker in the electric outlet I get hit with a power surge and am electrocuted to death

Are you buried or cremated?

Buried

Who is at your funeral?

Family Friends..former team mates coaches etc etc

What is on your tombstone (if you have one)?
Nulli expugnabilis hosti

And what will everyone remember you for?
Probably being on the local football team and winning 3 consecutive state titles.. My patriotism...and probably numerous events from parties and such that I have thrown or been to

Noone I guess.

No one? I'll shotgun one for ya. Who's with me?

No one? I'll shotgun one for ya. Who's with me?

if some booze is thrown in I'm in

if some booze is thrown in I'm in

Me too.

well then it will be a good night indeed as we celebrate the life of Ulrichland..and our alcohol induced memories of him or her

Whooo! :D

How does it happen?Vista decides for the Nth time that my work doesn't belong where I put it. Since even the most patient of individuals finally gets fed up with random, virus-like bullshit that may well get him fired, he finally snaps and bashes his head against the monitor until both are dead, dead, dead.Are you buried or cremated?Neither. I'm ground up, have nasty caramel colouring added, and are served as vegan beef.Who is at your funeral?50 angsty suburban wannabe punkers who thinks vegan beef don't have beef in it.What is on your tombstone (if you have one)?Here'd lie the remains of a bastard, if he didn't have a bad sense of humour. And what will everyone remember you for?Causing 50 stupid children to vomit simultaneously. And perhaps for having sexual fantasies about plucking the extremities off whatever vicious gaggle of politicians came up with the fucked up Schengen agreement.
What? White people are fucking appalling. I fail to see why I should be the exception.

if some booze is thrown in I'm in

Me too.

Hmm, three of us so for Ulrichland. That means at least a twofour and a 40 of whiskey to start the night off...

Hmm, three of us so for Ulrichland. That means at least a twofour and a 40 of whiskey to start the night off...

well then it will be a good night indeed as we celebrate the life of Ulrichland..and our alcohol induced memories of him or her

er i probably played hide and seek with someone and wasnt found until i had already been decomposing for a couple of days.. with my will and last spiteful letter to the person who didnt find me tightly curled in my hand..

i would probably be cremated coz of the smell.. and i would want my ashes to be seperated among al my family and firends so that they can carry me around and that i can travel around the world

er i guess my whole drama club would be there.. my choir mates.. my family of course..

there will be a large bit of my ashes buried and on my tombstone it would be this big slab of stone.. with my full name on it with my birth and dying dates.. and then all the space around it would be messages from my friends.. yup

(:

that is some horrid time warping...at any ratet I think the only way we could ever do Ulrichland justice is with a keg...and I think we should drink to Similization's memory as well he seems quite perturbed..l;ets drink to Mekobi as well..then the three of us can die of alcohol poisoning...

With any luck:

Cut down in battle, surrounded by the corpses of my enemies.

After that I could hardly care what happens.

With any luck:

Cut down in battle, surrounded by the corpses of my enemies.

After that I could hardly care what happens.

What if you didn't catch all your enemies, and they (just a couple of 'em, really) decided to molest you with the body parts of the corpses of all your dead enemies?

With any luck:

Cut down in battle, surrounded by the corpses of my enemies.

After that I could hardly care what happens.

Are you a Spartan warrior?

What if you didn't catch all your enemies, and they (just a couple of 'em, really) decided to molest you with the body parts of the corpses of all your dead enemies?

you are a sick individual...although I can see something like that being in a family guy episode

you are a sick individual...QFT.

although I can see something like that being in a family guy episodeWeirdly enough, me too!
Didja see last night's?

No i missed it...i was entertaining people at my house..

Is that where that dog pic came from? ;)

No i missed it...i was entertaining people at my house..

If a terrified mob of people don't burn my corpse in a desperate attempt to keep whatever I had from spreading, I will be very disappointed. *nod*

Don't finish your bible = don't get much of a "mob"

If a terrified mob of people don't burn my corpse in a desperate attempt to keep whatever I had from spreading, I will be very disappointed. *nod*

If a terrified mob of people don't burn my corpse in a desperate attempt to keep whatever I had from spreading, I will be very disappointed. *nod*

"It was very brave of LG to give himself up to the mob for burning so whatever he had didn't spread"
"Yeah, not sure he gave up so much as tripped over his clown shoes"
"Right, that was unlucky for him but it did save our entire city from catching whatever he had"
"Yeah, it was a real Barringtonian death."

See how this works?

"It was very brave of LG to give himself up to the mob for burning so whatever he had didn't spread"
"Yeah, not sure he gave up so much as tripped over his clown shoes"
"Right, that was unlucky for him but it did save our entire city from catching whatever he had"
"Yeah, it was a real Barringtonian death."

See how this works?

Note that I said 'desperate' attempt. Not 'successful' attempt. ;)

that is some horrid time warping...at any ratet I think the only way we could ever do Ulrichland justice is with a keg...and I think we should drink to Similization's memory as well he seems quite perturbed..l;ets drink to Mekobi as well..then the three of us can die of alcohol poisoning...

The twofour and 40 were just for starters remember. If we get a keg though we'll need to find an empty pool in which to party. Anybody? You can die of alcohol poisoning though, I'll trudge through. Why you ask? Well if everybody dies from alcohol poisoning who returns the keg for the deposit? Never go on a bender without hangover plans. Then throw the plans out the window with the first bottle cap.

Are you a Spartan warrior?

No, viking. :D

What if you didn't catch all your enemies, and they (just a couple of 'em, really) decided to molest you with the body parts of the corpses of all your dead enemies?

Meh, it's just a carcass.

How does it happen? Are you buried or cremated? Who is at your funeral? What is on your tombstone (if you have one)? And what will everyone remember you for?


For me I expect to be killed by a crazy guy with a shot gun. I will be buried, and have a closed casket. I expect my family, friends, church associates, and a few politicians to be there at my funeral. I would like my tombstone to say "To live is Christ, to die is gain. And I will be remembered for being idealistic. :)

You do these kind of threads a lot recently, don't you? Looking forward to the big event?
All things considered, and knowing about your plans for the future, I guess you've got a very good chance of being killed by a completely sane guy with a shot gun.

Me, personally, I don't care. I'm hoping it won't be a painful, drawn-out death for me, and I'm hoping that should my BF outlive me he'd have a massive swinger party in my honour. Or something.

Did I say something wrong?

there is no funeral. by the time the body is discouvered it is too far decayed to identify. even the cause of death remains uncertain. there are teeth marks on some of the bones, but they could have been caused by carion eaters attempting to drag the body somewhere. none of the bones, that have been recouvered so far, appear to have been broken or damaged. several appear to be missing, as do all of the teeth. identifying soft parts like finger and toe tips and palms and soles and retinas are completely gone.

it was found in deep dense chaparelle, by a couple of young boys playing forts and looking for good fishing holes.

experts are still mystified as to how the body could have gotten there.

one expert witness claims the decedent, whoever he was, appears to have had to have crawled several miles nearly on his stomic. that or, as is likely but has yet to be confermed, died many years previously, possibly at a time when vegitation patterns in the area were signifigantly different then at present.

in a related story, archiologists working in the same area, have discouvered evidense of numbers concrete foundations, an appearent indication of late 20th, early 21st century occupation.

=^^=
.../\...

Note that I said 'desperate' attempt. Not 'successful' attempt. ;)

Normally I wouldn't do this, but for LG, I'll make an exception.

Resurrection while your body is doused in napalm jelly for the express purpose of igniting. Repeat as often as desired. You will also be clothed in an asbestos clown suit.

I've always wanted a flaming clown circus.

Normally I wouldn't do this, but for LG, I'll make an exception.

Resurrection while your body is doused in napalm jelly for the express purpose of igniting. Repeat as often as desired. You will also be clothed in an asbestos clown suit.

I've always wanted a flaming clown circus.

:eek:

How does it happen? Are you buried or cremated? Who is at your funeral? What is on your tombstone (if you have one)? And what will everyone remember you for?


For me I expect to be killed by a crazy guy with a shot gun. I will be buried, and have a closed casket. I expect my family, friends, church associates, and a few politicians to be there at my funeral. I would like my tombstone to say "To live is Christ, to die is gain. And I will be remembered for being idealistic. :)

if i die tomorrow it will likely be at work. most likely from slicing an artery on broken glass. if my wishes are followed i'll be cremated and scattered on a beach somewhere. those attending would hopefully be my family and my friends if my family can figure out how to get hold of them. i'll be remembered for being a bit hopeless, rather odd and completely away with the fairies but ultimately well-meaning.

Ah well we shall put you on a longship and burn it then...

The dog pic came from a google search..not to say similar events haven't occurred at my house though ;)

How does it happen?

I have a brain aneurysm after one of my co-workers does something so mind-numbingly stupid that I can't comprehend it. My last words will be "Ah shit!"

Are you buried or cremated?

Probably buried...my wife doesn't believe in cremation. I'd rather have my organs divvied up between this clinic and that clinic for donation like I'm a cheap used car. I doubt I'll get that wish.

Who is at your funeral?

Everyone, including people I'd never want to see again. They'll probably have some open-casket malarky with a priest and the whole rigamarole of the 23rd Psalm and what-not when I'd rather be dressed in a hockey jersey and left on the couch watching the Red Wings game. They might even play that dreadful song "Precious Memories," which I fucking hate, when the only music I want at my funeral is good music. As they lay my body to rest, ideally they will play a hard-rock rendition of "Live and Let Die."

What is on your tombstone (if you have one)?

"I'm Dead, You Moron; Call Tech Support"

And what will everyone remember you for?

Being completely and totally insane. What else would I want to be remembered for?

How does it happen?
Someone will shoot me.

Are you buried or cremated?
Cremated.

Who is at your funeral?
Everyone.

What is on your tombstone (if you have one)?
My great grand father's tombstone only had his name. Not even the dates.. I like that. So, just my name.

And what will everyone remember you for?
My ability to piss them off.

In a plane crash.

Cremation.


Family, my close friends. My best friend would give the euglogy and do her best to horribly offend everyone (per my very serious request and her solemn promise). A scavenger hunt around Portland ending at Roccos for food.

I die in a road accident. After that it's up to my parents and family, the funeral is for the ones left behind, not for the one who's dead. And to be honest I don't really care, if I had to choose I'd be cremated, I think they would play music by Antony and the Johnsons, that would be cool. Most people I know would be at my funeral, I am quite young so I guess most people would be very shocked. I wouldn't have a tombstone. I don't know what everybody would remember of me.

I intend to die cold and alone somewhere. Unless that somewhere happens to be some place like the Middle East or a tropical island, in which case I guess I'll be uncomfortably hot and alone.
Either way, I won't be buried because no one will nowhere to find me until many, many years later when they find a few bits of my decomposing corpse on a beach or in the wreckage of some abandoned slum house. There will also be no funeral or tombstone, though I hope that a few of my writings will survive and that, a century or two from now, College students are forced to read my only completed novel (published postmortem, of course) and then receive failing grades on the essays they turn in on it.
I shall be remembered in the complaints of a thousand different variants of the classic complaint, "My GPA was almost good enough for grad school, but I got that D+ in Ridiculously Obscure Writers of the Early 21st Century."

I am vacuum-sealed, and put on public display to discourage dying.

In a plane crash.

I'll leave the passenger seat open.

Already told yas!

http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h224/Snoo_Snoo/mydeath.jpg

Walking to class I'm clipped by psycho's bullet, and in my last moments I write: "ddfsdfs" in my own blood.

The eerie message baffles friends and families to the point where they spend valuable hours trying to uncover the meaning. In 9,000,000 when ethereal aliens come across it and how many hours people researched it, they'll assume I'm some kind of genius. They then make a church based on me and eventually bring me back to life. However when I reveal my random plot their religious based society implodes on itself leaving me the dictator of space aliens.

Walking to class I'm clipped by psycho's bullet, and in my last moments I write: "ddfsdfs" in my own blood.

The eerie message baffles friends and families to the point where they spend valuable hours trying to uncover the meaning. In 9,000,000 when ethereal aliens come across it and how many hours people researched it, they'll assume I'm some kind of genius. They then make a church based on me and eventually bring me back to life. However when I reveal my random plot their religious based society implodes on itself leaving me the dictator of space aliens.
How cliche.

I am vacuum-sealed, and put on public display to discourage dying.

Meanwhile, in my off time, i vacuum seal parts of myself for public display to discourage curiosity.

"It was very brave of LG to give himself up to the mob for burning so whatever he had didn't spread"
"Yeah, not sure he gave up so much as tripped over his clown shoes"
"Right, that was unlucky for him but it did save our entire city from catching whatever he had"
"Yeah, it was a real Barringtonian death."

See how this works?Brand. :D

Meh, it's just a carcass.

What if they give you that weird powder they have in Jamaica where you're essentially a zombie after they reanimate you, and then they do all that?
Repeatedly?

Just askin'.

Did I say something wrong?
No such thing in a thread such as this. :p

I have a brain aneurysm

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