Foo - What do you want on your tombstone?

And please don't say, sausage and cheese. :)

I don't want a tombstone at all.

I like this one:

Remember man, as you walk by, As you are now, so once was I, As I am now, so shall you be, Remember this and follow me.

Maybe this on the other side:

To follow you I'll not consent, Until I know which way you went.

I really don't care.

I really don't care.

You really don't or you want that on your tombstone?

http://hackedgadgets.com/wp-content/_popup_tombstone_2.JPG

(Read vertically the attached pic)

F.U.

I want that on both sides of my tombstone, if I have one.

I told you I was ill.

http://xs219.xs.to/xs219/07365/tombstone1545.jpg

That has a nice look to it.

I don't want a tombstone at all.

yup.

laugh laugh laugh
i thought i died
i did die
they buried me in dirt
the dirt had worms
the worms tickled my feet
laugh laugh laugh

Tupac is alive!!

But I'm dead.

A marble barbecue pit instead of a tombstone.

WHo the F*** was ---------------- Anyway

You really don't or you want that on your tombstone?

I don't care if I have a tombstone, nor what's on it. My guess is eventually there will be bird crap on it.

No a little Maine story...

Horris and Ethel lived in Winter Harbor Maine on a farm that Horris had grown up in. To say that Ethel nagged Horris would be an understatement.

They had been married 50 years when Ethel died one night. After the funeral, Horris and his 3 sons were carrying the casket up a hill on the farm to the family cemetary. While going through the gate to the cemetary the youngest boy (Age 40) slipped and the casket crashed against the gate post and opened up. Ethel came right out of the casket and started lecturing them all on the proper way to carry a casket to its final resting place.

It was another 10 years before Ethel died again. After the funeral, Horris and his 3 sons were again carrying the casket up the hill on the farm to the family cemetary. As they approached the gate Horris said, "Mind the post, boys, mind the post."

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Not sure what I'd want on there, but a Swedish writer has this on his:
”Här under är askan av en man som hade vanan att skjuta allt till morgondagen. Dock bättrades han på sitt yttersta och dog verkligen den 31 januari 1972.”

Rough translation:
"Here lie the ashes of a man who had the habit of always putting everything off to the next day. However, in his final hour, he pulled himself together and actually died on January 31st 1972."

That's the kind of epitaph I'd like to have on my stone.

sunshine, and my feet.



I of course will still be attached to my feet, and sitting in a lawn chair, drinking a beer, feet up on my tombstone, pondering my own immortality.

I have no idea

Hopefully by the time I need to know, I'll have something truly silly to put on it.

Edit:
how about "You can have my tombstone when you pry it from my cold dead fingers"

sunshine, and my feet.



I of course will still be attached to my feet, and sitting in a lawn chair, drinking a beer, feet up on my tombstone, pondering my own immortality.

No worries, Jeff. We're gonna have you bronzed.

An enigma wrapped in bacon
Wrapped in a riddle, stirred not shaken

again? it stung a bit las time, but being shiny was fun.

http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m106/Cypress818/Picture1-7.png


http://xs219.xs.to/xs219/07365/tombstone5858585.jpg

Not sure what I'd want on there, but a Swedish writer has this on his:
”Här under är askan av en man som hade vanan att skjuta allt till morgondagen. Dock bättrades han på sitt yttersta och dog verkligen den 31 januari 1972.”

Rough translation:
"Here lie the ashes of a man who had the habit of always putting everything of to the next day. However, in his final hour, he pulled himself together and actually died on January 31st 1972."

That's the kind of epitaph I'd like to have on my stone.

A friend of mine is a very good appellate lawyer, but everyone always jokes that he is chronically late. Anything he files with the courts will be filed at the last minute because he is such a perfectionist--always tweaking or editing something. As a result, he is constantly filing motions with the courts for extensions of time (which our appellate courts are actually quite lenient about granting). Anyway, I've joked with him that his tombstone will read as follows:

"R. Wilkins: Motion for Extension of Time. God: Denied."

If I was being honest with myself, it'll probably end up being something like this.

http://img441.imageshack.us/img441/8464/tombstoneid6.jpg

http://img250.imageshack.us/img250/2722/tombstonems6.jpg

http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/8503/tombstonehl9.jpg

A bike rack (Not kidding!)

and the epitaph: Rode right off the rails where life is concerned.

Don't care.

I sort of would like to be remembered as having provided for a good selection of beers at my wake however.

here lies david st. hubbins


and why not?

http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r162/jsharr/tombstone.jpg

Even better:
http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o260/TomStormcrowe/Tombstone.gif

http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r162/jsharr/parts.jpg

Are you guys Photoshopping these?

Here lies
Second Mouse
An atheist

All dressed up...
and nowhere to go

Are you guys Photoshopping these?

no

http://www.jjchandler.com/tombstone/

google tombstone generator and you can find quite a few
http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r162/jsharr/crank.jpg

no

http://www.jjchandler.com/tombstone/

google tombstone generator and you can find quite a few

Thanks Jsharr!

Don't listen to them. You're not totally useless. Yet.

I don't want a tombstone. I want to be mummified.

Here's mine...

so what do you want on your pyramid then, picky!?

http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x273/ModoVincere/tombstone.jpg

I don't want a tombstone. I want to be mummified.

Are you going to wake up in a 1000 years and try to take over the world and force everyone to eat vegan?

I don't want a tombstone. I want to be mummified.

Lucky for you, there's a place in Salt Lake that'll do that:
Summum
707 Genesee Avenue
Salt Lake City, Utah 84104
USA

so what do you want on your pyramid then, picky!?

Herein lies the remains of Shadiyah, as well preserved as was possible in the year 20-?

Please do not study for anthropological purposes until at least 2 centuries have past.

Please do not use remains for the use of cloning. It was better the first time around.

Are you going to wake up in a 1000 years and try to take over the world and force everyone to eat vegan?

No, but at least I will be able to confuse future generations by my the effects my healthy diet has made on my body. :)

Lucky for you, there's a place in Salt Lake that'll do that:
Summum
707 Genesee Avenue
Salt Lake City, Utah 84104
USA

Kind of funny actually, this was the place that gave me the idea to do it! I think I'd rather stay away from Summum (http://www.summum.us/summum.shtml), though. They kind of weird me out.

Herein lies the remains of Shadiyah, as well preserved as was possible in the year 20-?

Please do not study for anthropological purposes until at least 2 centuries have past.

Please do not use remains for the use of cloning. It was better the first time around.

"Hey, I don't have any treasures buried with me, you stupid tomb robbers! Oh, but that guy over there does, though!

Also, don't use my remains as an aphrodesiac. Cripes.

Let me harden in peace, okay?"

You should brew a batch of kombucha and bury it with you when you die Shad.

That batch would rival the best hallucinogenic drugs on this planet.

http://uploader.chipszone.net/userfiles/164/0003kc1a.jpg

Because you know they'll be hanging around...

http://img523.imageshack.us/img523/258/tombstonero4.jpg