I had to pay the trash company to take an old couch. They sent over a special truck that ate that sofa bed in seconds and all that was left on the road were some wood splinters. That was when I knew how I wanted to be disposed of after I die.
Your body is a resource. Don't throw it away or bury it, give it to a gothy craftsman in exchange for half the jewelry made from it going to your family. It literally triples your chances of acquiring haunting privileges.
A reminder to everyone that Costco sells caskets: https://www.costco.com/funeral-caskets.html
And every funeral home legally has to allow you to purchase the casket elsewhere per the FTC: https://consumer.ftc.gov/articles/ftc-funeral-rule (That doc also has a lot of other useful tips in it.)
I was a funeral director. People rarely provide their own caskets even if they have the legal right to. Nobody wants to manage the purchase and delivery of an expensive product right after their loved one has died. Funeral homes will also make it difficult by requiring delivery at certain times, inspection by the purchaser at time of delivery, and requiring the purchaser also get liability insurance on the casket.
Can't have the casket failing and killing the occupant. /s
More like falling apart while someone else is carrying your dead ass. Could you imagine poor uncle ted having his little toe smashed by a corner when a handle rips off..... Or a lid lock that doesn't work and it springs open when they dropped you and now nanna can see your bum since funeral homes generally dress the remains but cutting the backs of the clothing open so it can all be slipped on from the front and don't have to roll you over.... But you did when you flopped out like a fish.
I love the fact that there is star ratings for the caskets, like did the person who passed away come back to life to rate the casket out of 5 starts and then pass away again.
Nice try Costco. Your casket sales are down and now the guerilla marketing starts.
Even knowing the crazy shit that happens when your body is "donated for science" I still want it. It would be neat for some weirdo to have my skull on their shelf, or get dissected in front of an audience.
Now that I think about it, I should sell off my body parts like a Ferengi.
Rule of Acquisition #75: Home is where the heart is, but the stars are made of latinum.
It's my understanding that most bodies "donated to science" end up as medical school cadavers, that you'll be a semester's lab equipment for four graduate students.
Air frying is just a convection cremation, you know.
In Edge runners, they were putting people's cremated remains in stainless steel capsule, like a world's worst kinder surprise. That struck me as being very plausible in the future. 
I told my wife that when I die, if she can, claim she doesn't recognize the body so that the state has to dispose of me to save costs.
Funeral homes will try to guilt trip you to go for the most expensive options by saying it will be the last thing you can do for your loved ones.
The last thing I do for them will be to pull the plug most likely. After they dead it's whatever.
As a woodworker, my first thought is 'I can build my own casket for a tenth of that price."
My second thought is "Damn I need to get into the casket industry."
I want my remains to be scattered around wonderland. Also, no cremation
Canada's Wonderland?
Yeah, strap my head to leviathan plz
Just fling me into a wood chipper, and point it at the ground in a field somewhere.
Failing that, I've always loved the idea of being strapped to a rocket and launched into space.
If all else fails, I'd like my family to perform a (mostly) shot-for-shot remake of the funeral scene from GoW: Ragnarok.
Am I the only one that thinks a Viking burial with a raft cobbled together out of logs and stuff by my loved ones would be awesome?
Burning rafts don't get hot enough to cremate a corpse, it'll just scorch you and dump your body in the lake to wash up on shore and terrify children.
For when you need that last extra special grope of capitalism
I like the idea of having the entire family pool in money to get a single, large, shared funerary urn. Dump my ashes in with my ancestors and give it a good stir.
Eww, I don't want to be touching great-uncle Harvey!
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☝️ This person gets it.
I too have thought about the family urn. Throw in the pet ashes too!
I consider it to be alarming because it can encourage people to choose cremation unnecessarily, just because it fits the budget. I would not take away or mock anyone's choice to cremate if that really is their first choice...
But I think it's upsetting for Orthodox Christians and other groups that require burial and would like to have a dignified casket at an affordable price. Just like how I sometimes feel bothered thinking about *the cost of burial plots." The idea of being fleeced of a significant part of a modest inheritance through the funerary process is really off-putting.
I get your point, but organized religion LOVES to fleece people. They live for that shit! Make you feel ill and sick and then sell you the 7,500 $ cure!
I mean at that point, why aren't churches paying the funeral expenses? Can't let a Christian corpse get desecrated! It is their Christian duty!
Just shoot me out of a cannon
I've made it very known that I wanna be thrown in to the woods to rot when I die.
You just wait to find out how much it cost to make the hole and then to close it. Or to just purchase the little spot of ground that you're going to be buried beneath. Or how about the giant concrete box they have to bury you in to which goes your casket. Or spending $600 on a single splay flowers..... With a bow.
Donate me to science. Have it all. Dissect my woofy for all I care.
They might just blow you up with bombs or leave you in a field to rot so they can study decomposition.
Awesome! I love the idea of being part of a corpse farm.
Put me on the lawn so I can finally fertlize it like I said I would.
I'm finally going to medical school!
Harvard Medical. As a cadaver. They'll return my ashes to my son when the students are finished hacking my fat ass up for science.
In the mighty words of Danny devito, "when I'm dead, just throw me in the trash."
