#putting the fun in funeral

[hiding-all-the-bodies]

The year is 2099. Friends and family gather for my funeral. My last request was to have an open casket. The lid of the casket is opened, revealing a smaller casket. Guests watched in awe as the caskets give way to smaller and smaller wooden boxes. Finally, there is a 1x2x1 inch box. My eldest granddaughter opens it, revealing a note. The note reads: "I have donated my body to science". Everybody eats funeral potatoes.

[l-b-o]

[kingshook1]

[zkretchy]

So the background being that poppy was a pure anything but anything grimdark neutral looked wrong afterwards so...pop~ Today is a day of artistic edge or whatever you call it and alas-Aiden had to suffer my mood here today because ~aesthetics~-they are there to be enjoyed

[average-submas-enthusiast]

Putting the "Fun" in FUNERAL Chapter 8 preview...?

ik, ik very rare where I actually post about the fanfic I'm writing.

Anyways, here's the preview

Ingo sat in bed, trying to remember the dream he had the previous night when he heard a knock. Ingo’s anxiety levels spiked. What if that was Emmet? Would he be different?

”Would… I be different?” Ingo thought to himself. Ingo hadn't given it much thought, but 3 years is a lot of time to be missing, especially from someone like his brother. How much has he changed? Was he… even the same brother Ingo had lost?

“Come in.” he finally managed to croak out. The door slowly swung open revealing…

[howlingwolf23]

Put the FUN in funeral!

Have a raffle, the winning ticket gets the ashes!

[wanderways-official]

Funeral parlor owner in a full denim suit, call them a jortician

[gorequette]

oc. (and serious)

[psychologeek]

I'm doing the Shabbat (staying over for weekend) with my family at the north.

So far over 150 missiles towards the Galilee and Golan.

Asked to stay near shelter.

Zfad really is putting the Fun in Funeral:

A missile went swimming (a fall in public swimming pool in Zfad).

Another one fell by a playground, causing a wildfire.

If this looks familiar, you might be thinking about another playground, in Majdal Shams. A playground where 12 kids were murdered by Hamas rocket, not even a month ago

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This is a house in Metula (photo yesterday)

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For the actual fun part:

Oh, lovely childhood memories.

Back in MY days, we were just called "Toshvey Hatzafon" (North residents) and not "Mefunim" (departed/displaced/evacuated). And got special discounts and free entry to the Safari in ramat Gan, just to meet the entire neighborhood there with us LOL.

For all the younglings that don't know what I'm talking about -

The song that predicted the future!

(Just realised this song can legally drink now???)

[gotsnoonetotalkto]

How does one have a swag bag at they’re funeral?

I want t-shirt, stickers, pens, cups!

I want so many people to show up! I want the strangest funeral!

I would be so happy if my swag lasted long enough that people ask why someone has a cup with a tombstone and my name on it. All badly hand drawn obviously. Like with vistaprint I can get envelope seals. I have too much power and I will be so sad if my funeral doesn’t happen like this.

I wanna be dead and get fomo from my funeral

[koroart]

Canon didn’t let them meet because they’d be pulling shit like this

[solemnly-lament]

I feel like I should pick up some kind of a hobby during the winter months. Crocheting sounds mildly interesting.

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

The boys chilling behind the scenes of The Comedy of Terrors (1963)

Vincent Price, Peter Lorre, Basil Rathbone and Boris Karloff

[phantomskeep]

Sometimes I hate my brain cause it likes to tell me I'm not as funny as I think I am. Then I write gems like this and I am reminded that, at the very least, I think I'm funny.

The Red Hood growled, feeling around his headspace for the Pit Rage he knew lurked. Now would honestly be a great time for a tiny bit of an adrenaline boost, thank you very much. Jason got the feeling this criminal wouldn’t say such things if he didn’t mean it. “You wish, Cat Boy.”

“I am not a cat boy!” The boy wearing a cat skull protested.

“Then what are you, a discount Catwoman?” Jason asked as he prowled closer to the pouting thief.

“I don’t even know who that is!” Cat Boy continued to lie. “This,” he gestured to the bone-colored mask covering his face, Lazarus green eyes narrowing in distaste, “Is a fashion statement. Nothing more, nothing less, I just- I don’t even know why it’s a cat!”

[lonestardust]

"126 for ten more seconds" "mateo shut up" ajdlfkjasdfsjksh MATEO CHAVEZ I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU. this is their dynamic forever!!!! owen always telling mateo he's so valued and makes a difference and it's not some placebo affirmation, he really meant it every time. mateo does make this little ride or die mismatched rag-tag exactly what it is.

[flowerakatsuka]

the flowers for the wake were lovely, weren't they?