Eew.

Holy crap, that's awful.

I want mine to be a different body part.

Large version please.

That thing reminds me of one of those Hannibal Lecter movies (Red Dragon?) where's he's eating the brains out of some guy while the guy is sitting at the dining room table.

If I didn't already know what will happen to my body when I die I would so buy three, no four of these glorious monstrosities. (I am going to have Gunther Von Hagens style plastination, with the skin remaining so I'm still recognisable, then I will be articulated like a giant barbie doll and posed sitting in my memorial library, optional: smoke from mouth, lazer eyes, booming voice screeching REMEMBER ME)

alleycat said:

That thing reminds me of one of those Hannibal Lecter movies (Red Dragon?) where's he's eating the brains out of some guy while the guy is sitting at the dining room table.

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Hannibal. Ray Liotta and Anthony Hopkins are the only two people in that movie to realise it's a pantomime and not to be taken seriously. Red Dragon was pretty gripping as far as prequels go though.

When Joe says eew I'm not gonna look. You can't make me, nope I'm not gonna look.

And, so, for the first time, young Tommy "isn't just another empty headed fool."

Susie said:

When Joe says eew I'm not gonna look. You can't make me, nope I'm not gonna look.

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It's made of chocolate!!!!!

Ew is right! Just sprinkle me over the ocean.

alleycat said:

It's made of chocolate!!!!!

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Chocolate? Yummy. Ok, I'm gonna look, ac.

You fibbed, ac! It wasn't made of chocolate.

I hesitated (about 1/10th of a second) before clicking on the thread title. I hesitated again (about the same time) before clicking on the link in the OP.

This sort of stuff doesn't really squik me out (or whatever the current saying is now) much. Maybe just enough that I know what I'm 'supposed' to feel, and maybe I should write horror.

But anyway, feel free to do that stuff, I don't mind.

Wasn't there a thread about having deceased pets stuffed?

Wayne K said:

I want mine to be a different body part.

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Wayne K said:

Large version please.

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Does that mean life size, or magnified?

I don't care what my family does with my body, far as I'm concerned they can just dig a hole and throw me, or burn my body first, then dig a hole and throw me in.
How come we aren't allowed to cremate our own relatives?
I gotta pay some moron to light a body on fire? Yeah, that's difficult...

I just looked up squick, it's apparently the first word I've seen in "general use" (if boards like this one can be counted as general use) that came from Usenet. Don't look it up if you're not at least a little bit adventurous.

Things like "Godwin's Law" don't count, as they're ABOUT Usenet.

Susie said:

You fibbed, ac! It wasn't made of chocolate.

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But hasn't everone eaten chocolate at some time in their lives? So one's ashes would be made in some very small part of chocolate.

Just roll me up in a carpet and put me out with the garbage.

Should those be called "a-little-TOO-personal" urns?

Actually, those are probably no different from the sarcophagi ancient Egyptians used for their pharaohs. But they didn't have the technology to make them extra creepy.

Susie said:

You fibbed, ac! It wasn't made of chocolate.

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Sorry.





hee, hee, hee

Changed my mind. I'm up for it. But, only if I can add one of those Billy Bass, motion activated voice boxes:

"Could I get some water? My mouth is really dry."

"Can we go to the beach? I really like the beach."

"Have you seen my shoes? Hey, wait a minute...."

And of course, a song or two:

"Iiiiii ain't got no body..."

"I'm never gonna dance again..."

"My eyes adored you. Though I never laid a hand on you, my eyes...."

"One is the loneliest number that...."

vixey said:

Ew is right! Just sprinkle me over the ocean.

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I probably wouldn't even get that much respect from my family.

"Hey, Linda, do we need more potting soil? I could put Charles in the African violets."

Poor Susie!! It's okay darling, just think puppies and lollipops, hopefully the image will fade.

Wayne K said:

Just roll me up in a carpet and put me out with the garbage.

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LOL!!

Maybe we need Joe to go back to his 1950s flashback, sometimes known as his "pink phase".

Why? Just, why? It's wrong on so many levels.
Because everyone wants to get up in the morning and look at good ol' dead Fred's head on the mantel while they're sipping coffee.