Can't take it with you when you die...but wanna try!

Riles

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Expand your suspension of disbelief and tell us what possession you'd take with you when you go, if you could.

This comes from a recent funeral I attended for a client I cared for through end of life. He was buried in silk pajamas and robe with his pipe, a first edition of his favorite novel and a bottle of brandy. (Or at least that's how we saw him presented during visitation)
 
I would like to be buried with a lit cigar in my hand, but I really won't have much say in the matter.
 
Expand your suspension of disbelief and tell us what possession you'd take with you when you go, if you could.

This comes from a recent funeral I attended for a client I cared for through end of life. He was buried in silk pajamas and robe with his pipe, a first edition of his favorite novel and a bottle of brandy. (Or at least that's how we saw him presented during visitation)

that's lovely!

I've picked out the last outfit, to save the widower the upset. working on a picture of happier times, recreating a look that mimicked a happier moment. it mattered to him that she looked her best.
 
3 Oxygen tanks, breathing apperatus, flashlights, hand tools, a shovel, goggles, cigarettes, lighter, couple doobs, identification, cash, some deodarant, a brush, my glasses, shades some twinkies and a coke.


I'll be back.
 
When we burried my best buddy years ago..we were 20..we slipped a joint into his suit pocket in the coffin

I want my fishing rod..I don't go nowhere without my fishin rod

I would like my sled too but I can't see there being much snow where I'm going
 
I'd be buried in the girliest, really over the top gown and costume jewelry and have my funeral be a masquerade ball.
 
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When we burried my best buddy years ago..we were 20..we slipped a joint into his suit pocket in the coffin

I want my fishing rod..I don't go nowhere without my fishin rod

I would like my sled too but I can't see there being much snow where I'm going

Drag racing buddy died a few years ago and all the guys put different stickers on his casket. It already had a custom paint job with ghost flames and shit.
 
Killswitch

Because I'm gonna smoke his doobs, steal his cash, drink his cokes, and eat his twinkies while he digs us the fuck out.
 
I recall an old Chas Addams cartoon. A funeral procession rolling down the road includes an armored car. One bystander tells another, "He decided to take it with him."

We're throwing a relative's ashes into the cedars in a few days. Other family have been ash-scattered off bridges and the like. I'm due to eventually fertilize a Coast Redwood grove. Don't need to take much with us when we're cremated, eh? But I may have a few mem.sticks full of pr0n on me when I go. Or maybe a 10tb drive.
 
I would like my head removed and, when people speak at my funeral, they must hold my head to speak. It's like a talking wand or some shit they make you use in those listening exercises. But with my head.
 
Killswitch

Because I'm gonna smoke his doobs, steal his cash, drink his cokes, and eat his twinkies while he digs us the fuck out.

GD right.

Wait....I have you alone with no escape, twinkies et all?

Lets not be too hasty.

(let me have some while it's still tasty....lol)

:cool:
 
I don't have anything I want to take with me. It's the memories I leave behind that count.

I do have 3 songs that I want played at my wake.
 
I have been accepted into the University of Tennessee's Body Farm when I die, so that forensic scientist students can study what happens to people left in shallow graves, car trunks, chopped up in an oil drum, etc. There should be almost nothing left of me when they finish. The few remains will be burned and returned to my family about a year after the Body Farm receives my corpse.

I hope I live my life the same way. I don't want things at the end, I want a lifetime of cherished memories in my mind when I die, and a contented smile on my lips.
 
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