I agree.Honestly mate, I’d happily go out with the rubbish… once I’m dead I’m dead
Dead for life once you're gone.
I agree.Honestly mate, I’d happily go out with the rubbish… once I’m dead I’m dead
Unless I'm reading this wrong, that's quite a lot of authority they've got isn't it, redbrick or not.According to the literature I was given, they decide when I am no more.
Contact the Kremlin :Might see how much it would cost for Gunther von Hagens to plasticise my cadaver into a coat stand for the Mrs.
You told your Mrs to throw you off a cliff ? Check your life insurance has suddenly gone up and refuse any long walks .I’ve told my Mrs to throw me in the sea near some cliffs where we live….. makes me sick thinking of paying for a funeral
Make some limited edition Soylent biscuits from you ?Nobody claim my body.
The state can pay.
Best part of a funeral.Not a chance. I will die and people will sort it out for me. Not like I am going to be there to worry about it.However the ale and food will be all paid by me for the Sesh afterwards.
Showing my age now.Quite bizarre, I was thinking about this as a thread topic this very morning.
You weren't in the shower with me were you?
I've just cashed in a pension, which is why I'm thinking about death a lot. That and the smell from my feet.