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Can't take it all with you. Or can you?...

I suppose most people might be surprised by this story, but as I live in Texas, I am not. Doesn't even raise an eyebrow, sadly.

It really doesn't matter what they bury me with, as I'll be dead and won't know the difference. Maybe they can toss a cell phone in the casket, just in case I'm not really dead and I'll be able to call for help.

Or they can bury me in my wedding dress, so when the zombie apocalypse comes, I'll be able to rise and be the "creepy zombie-bride." :bolian:
 
Burying is a waste of space....even moreso when it's the size of a car. Burn me and sprinkle me around my favorite places.
 
I don't think it is all the odd....after all some Vikings got buried with their ship, weapons and treasure.
 
I don't think it is all the odd....after all some Vikings got buried with their ship, weapons and treasure.

I really need to find a map to these sites on eBay.

I don't think I'd be buried with anything. I can't even decide on burial, cremation or eaten by monkeys.
 
I might take Dark Journey's avatar pic of Lisa Matthews with me... :drool:

Assuming in my state of deadness I can sneak it past my wife...
 
It really doesn't matter what they bury me with, as I'll be dead and won't know the difference. Maybe they can toss a cell phone in the casket, just in case I'm not really dead and I'll be able to call for help.
Good luck getting a signal down there.

As for me I'd much rather have my body donated to science. I won't be using it anymore it seems pointless to let it go to waste.
 
I want a giant mausoleum dedicated to my memory.

Filled with robot cryptstalkers to defend my corpse.
 
I want a giant mausoleum dedicated to my memory.

Filled with robot cryptstalkers to defend my corpse.
This does not surprise me in the least. What sort of robots?

As for me? Pickled. I want to be pickled. Like an onion.
 
I want a giant mausoleum dedicated to my memory.

Filled with robot cryptstalkers to defend my corpse.
This does not surprise me in the least. What sort of robots?

Sexy robots to snuggle up to my coffin during their downtime. Should create a nice tableau.

As for me? Pickled. I want to be pickled. Like an onion.

Onion? No. What about pickled in rum, like Nelson? That would be good.
 
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