"Don't do I what I do, kid, or you'll get werewolf fingers."What's the big deal with the idea of snorting your father's ashes, anyway? Let's say you decide to scatter dear old Dad's ashes at his beloved spot on the lake and the wind blows the wrong way and some of Dad gets in your mouth and you eat him? What does that mean?
3 comments:
Keith Richard is proof that zombies really do exist.
The situation you describe is exactly what happened when I was scattering my mothers ashes in Western England at her request. A gust of wind and I'm sneezing Mom. C'est le morte.
my nose burns every time I read or hear about him snorting dear old dad.
It's burning again now!! Thanks.
I'm sorry but if I ever did this crazy thing, I would NEVER admit it in public. What a freak.
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