What Not To Do With My Remains

[dr_pretentious]

Until I started writing fiction, I didn't know I had an obsession with bizarre funerary customs. Grave goods, mummification, ritual grave robbing, cremation, burning boats, decorative ossuaries--bring it on, there's a place in the Big Book for all of it.

All of it except this.

It's not gross. It's perfectly worksafe. It won't give you nightmares. It might give you a good laugh. The basic premise isn't any weirder than mummification, really. Nonetheless...

I'm with seedmoon on this one. Whatever you do with me, don't do that.

Comments

[tokeiwakamidesu.livejournal.com]

Awhile back, I knit a Keith Haring figurine with a voice chip inside.

Squeeze its tummy, and it says a little prerecorded message.

I think that could really take Huggable Urns to the next level, no?

[dr-pretentious.livejournal.com]

Don't tell the Huggable Urns people! I think you just became their competition.

I have to know what the prerecorded message in your Keith Haring figurine says.

Oh, and wow, you're a person who would think to knit a Keith Haring figurine. I delight in you.