I want my ashes to be put into a mini barrel and tossed over Niagara Falls. That way people can say I went over the falls in the barrel and it didn't kill me

either that or I'm going for cryonic freezing

I want to be a zombie

Something along these lines perhaps.

Take me out to sea and chuck me overboard
Least the little fishies will get a meal

Personally, couldn't care less. However, hubby wants to be cremated and then have his ashes put inside a firework. That would be one Guy Fawkes night to remember!

The cheapest possible method.

Ideally I want to be a skeleton in an x-ray school and get invited to all the parties and wear silly hats and slogans. Not much difference except for the skeleton part.

That's such a great idea , our school skeleton was in high demand for any open day events and got dressed up in all the coolest outfits!

The one incident that springs to mind is when I was actually using itin a bio class. Our well used skeleton had a loose arm that fell off occasionally.

Unknown to me this happened in the middle of a lesson and one cheeky child replaced it in such a way that the skeleton now had a boner !!!!

I almost pissed myself laughing! ( then I explained to them that humans have one there !)

I actually thought some more about that and if being a zombie is going to scupper my lifelong dream of being re-incarnated as a ladies bicycle seat then I want nothing to do with zombieism

I've already prepaid -I've even chosen the urn- and all the legal papers I can sign ahead of time. I'm going to have my ashes placed in the same grave as my Dad too ... and it's just a quiet, obscure, little village. It's not Frogmore, nor the Paris Catacombs nor the Pyramid of Giza ... but I'd not trade it for King Tut's tomb! (Though I had him but a short while, my father was the greatest gift in my life ... he never raised his voice with me -he never had to- we had never argued, never disagreed; we needed to do nothing more than to spend time in each others company to enjoy ourselves. And so I hope to again as eternity passes).

hahaha, poor mislead children......

it's called a baculum BTW

I want to be plastinated

In all seriousness, I want to be cremated after all the useable parts of me are removed for donation. I don't really care where I end up - as long as there is no church involved!

I'm trying to convince my girlfriend that I should be stuffed and made up to look like a zombie so she can wheel me out at Halloween...

I've no useable parts of me left ... or I'd have made use of them!

Seriously, I do believe in organ donation, ... but at my age ... and in my health -PULLEEZ- the rag & bone man would want haulage fees!