Your Death

Kill you, toss your body in the nearest river, rape your wife and daughter and then burn your village?

Note: I do not want the Viking thing.

Valhalla always seemed like a crappy deal. Yay! I get to...serve mead...and have my ass grabbed...for eternity...

Newp.
 
I want to be cremated, and I want there to be a big ass party in my honor, with all my favorite music. I don't want funeral smelling flowers. I want lilies of the valley, birds of paradise, and a bunch of tropical flowers.
 
I haven't given it much though actually. I had a big scare 2 years ago and that was enough to tell me that I wasn't ready to go, however. Blood clots are nothing to sneeze at and it was a scary thing.


I imagine my funeral will be very simple and inexpensive.
 
*shave*
*mark*
*SMACK!!*



*ciggy*

let me get this out of context: you want to shave marknumbers (homoerotic possibilities, please take note LTR), then resoundingly smack the shaven area . . . before feeling the need to pull on a lit fattie?

oh. my....
 
Ideally, I would be about 92 years old, riding a great foxhunter at the end of an incredible run at the closing meet after an awesome season, I would have a massive killing heart attack right where we put the final fox to ground and I would tumble off the horse already dead and then my corpse could be fed to the hounds after my appointments are distributed to those who were with me to the end.

I could live (or die) with that.

How nice, such a "kindhearted" liberal who cares about the poor and the victimized, unless of course they are of a different species than he/she is.
 
This guy got to play God of his own life...

Injured hunter chooses death over paralysis

DECATUR, Ind. -- It started out as a typical fall Saturday afternoon inside Abbey and Tim Bowers' home. The newlyweds kicked back and watched some TV before he said goodbye. As he so often did this time of year, he was going hunting. He'd be home a little after dark. Hopefully, with a nice buck.

Just hours later, Tim woke up in the hospital. He couldn't move. His family told him they'd asked the doctors to bring him out of a drug-induced coma. They had terrible news — and a horrific question to ask.

He had fallen 16 feet as he was climbing to his tree stand, and he had shattered his spine. He likely would spend the rest of his life connected to a breathing machine, unable to walk and never able to hold the baby that Abbey was carrying in her womb. Would he rather be disconnected from the respirator?

Tim Bowers, just 32 years old, decided it was his time.

"The last thing he wanted was to be in a wheelchair," Abbey Bowers said Wednesday. "To have all that stuff taken away would probably be devastating. He would never be able to give hugs, to hold his baby. We made sure he knew that, so he could make a decision. Even if he decided the other thing, the quality of life would've been very poor. His life expectancy would be very low."

He died Sunday, about five hours after his breathing tube was removed. He spent his final hours with his family and friends, about 75 of whom gathered inside the hospital's waiting room. They prayed and sang songs.

Full piece here:

http://www.usatoday.com/story/news/...-hunter-chooses-death-over-paralysis/3461259/
 
How would you like it to be?

A big funeral? Roses and flowers?

Or buried in an unmarked grave?

It will happen, so, when it does, how would you like it to be?

In my sleep after a really good night.

No.... something really simple, at sunset. If they have to bring flowers I hope they'll bring Blue Irises.

Marked. With my name and birth/death date. None of those silly quotes tho and none of those statues either...but def underground. I DO NOT want to be stuck in one of those above ground graves like they do in my home town.
 
How would you like it to be?

A big funeral? Roses and flowers?

Or buried in an unmarked grave?

It will happen, so, when it does, how would you like it to be?
After over a year of surgery's, chemo, heavy painkillers. I just want it to be over, my recommendation is if you get MRSA internally the best investment is a bullet, add that to a wife who has cheated on me for decades, a father who knew and activlly helped set dates up with his friends. my life is not worth keeping, My own instructions are Creamation. My ashes are not to be turned over to my family, I have left 300$ for them to be handed to a trucker heading out west on I90. After he gets beyond Souix City he is to just put me out the window and dumped, no memorial no fan fair, no location, no notice. that's it
 
After over a year of surgery's, chemo, heavy painkillers. I just want it to be over, my recommendation is if you get MRSA internally the best investment is a bullet, add that to a wife who has cheated on me for decades, a father who knew and activlly helped set dates up with his friends. my life is not worth keeping, My own instructions are Creamation. My ashes are not to be turned over to my family, I have left 300$ for them to be handed to a trucker heading out west on I90. After he gets beyond Souix City he is to just put me out the window and dumped, no memorial no fan fair, no location, no notice. that's it

You again.
 
I already have the specifications for my care laid out in my living will. Should I become cognitively impaired I will be easiest to manage if they let me have diet coke and cheesecake and just let me get round. Don't ever dress me in polyester, please make sure if I am an old lady with a beard, don't let me be seen unwaxed or shaven, and for god sake, keep my nails SHORT and clean!

If it's terminal, spend what I have to ship me over seas and euthanize me. Then do whatever my sons want, I could care less as I will be dead.
 
Hopefully by that time, the euthanasia industry will be fully mature and the whole thing will go painlessly, smoothly and with minimal fuss.
 
Hopefully by that time, the euthanasia industry will be fully mature and the whole thing will go painlessly, smoothly and with minimal fuss.

Just in case, it pays to be prepared.
Should I become diagnosed with something awful and terminal, I am ready to end it myself. Painlessly.
 
a bottle of diazepam and bobs your uncle.

I also have a living will, I already own my eco-coffin, and my affairs are in order (life insurances, etc.)
Given the numbers of people I know who have died unexpectedly, I do not want to leave behind a big shemozzle for someone to deal with.
 
I do have half a bottle of euthasol left that the vet "forgot" which doesn't yet have a required source.

Don't do the trigger thing. It ain't so nice for the loved ones to find. I know.
 
I do have half a bottle of euthasol left that the vet "forgot" which doesn't yet have a required source.

Don't do the trigger thing. It ain't so nice for the loved ones to find. I know.

In 2050, that will be as barbaric as human-steered vehicles and bad taste facebook posts about the first transgender potus.
 
I do have half a bottle of euthasol left that the vet "forgot" which doesn't yet have a required source.

Don't do the trigger thing. It ain't so nice for the loved ones to find. I know.

:(

It was a bad joke on my part.
 
Cremated. Nothing announced in the paper. Just some paid mourners and a final resting place in some landfill.
 
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