Actually, if they decided to use my bones as a bike rack, I'd dig it. At least my bones would still be useful to those after my life ended, whether it was a rib bone used to stir someone's campfire, or my pelvic bones used to secure a bike chain and lock to help someone keep their property secure from thieves (until they break my pelvis to steal the bike and chain). Use my skull as an ashtray, use my nasal cavities as cigar holders (or if they filled my skull with marijuana, then they could really call me a "pot head"!evan price wrote:At least they are not going to leave your butt above ground to use for a bike rack.Cybrludite wrote:I'd agree, but I'm most likely to die cold & alone, and my ex-girlfriends will try to have me buried face-down so I don't dig my way back out of my grave.308Mike wrote:Actually, that's very nice.(Or if I do dig my way out, I'll be in China & no longer their problem...
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