HEADSTONE

“Yes, I said headstone. What would you want on yours. What would be the words you would use to some up your life up till now. What few words or what line would sum it up when Rest in Peace just doesn't cut it.

I don't mean this to be maudlin. It's all in fun :{} I have to think a while to come up with mine.”

“My would say:

I be walkin' god like a dog
My narrative fearless
My word war returns to burn
Like Baldwin home from Paris
Steel from a furnace
I was born landless
It's tha native son
Born of Zapata's guns
Stroll through tha shanties
And tha cities remains
Same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
These vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on tha globe
Yes tha pictures tha same
There's a bank a church a myth and a hearse
A mall and a loan a child dead at birth
There's a widow pig parrot
A rebel to tame
A whitehooded judge
And a syringe and a vein

And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard”

“Mine would say, GO:
BIG BLUE
DEVILS
Yankees”

“Oh, well then I would have to change mine to:

I am the Supreme God Head!
Eat my flesh!
Become one!”

“I don't plan on having grave site or a headstone. Too much of a waste of land and a poor use of stone. I will have my body donated to some medical school or I want to be fed to tigers, that way there is no waste. I don't want people to think they have to be in the middle of a cemetary to remember me.”

“I want my body left in the woods so the birds get something to eat. If you want to put up a headstone for me, it should say "LOOK UP"”

“mine would say:

"i'm still alive! DIG MY ASS UP!!!!!"”

“I think I've got it. "I've lived and loved deeply all that God created".

rad, that one would scare the crap out of me if I came across it in a cementary. With those parting words, you would be guaranteed to be dug up a few times. Don't you want to rest in peace, lol?”

“Mine would say "

if you can read this you are standing on me "”

“Mine would say:
"If bears are no problem then what the hell ate him?"”

“Or maybe " I guess bears are a problem"”

“Damn dude I was a few seconds too late, you beat me!”

“hehehe”

“Mine would probably say, we got this big old rock on his head holding him down, (PLEASE DON`T MOVE IT!)”

“Now that would be funny! LOL!”

“one of the funniest headstones (real) reads "I told you I was sick."”

“Hey there Pedxing, I saw that list too!LOL”

“What about the one where the guy couldn't stop smoking and died. His headstone read, "I finally stopped smoking".”

“I want a bench. It would say, "Sit."”

“I get a free headstone from Uncle Sam.

United States Marine Corps
Sgt. bacpac
Vietnam
1956 -20XX”

“Definately agree with Oldie on this one.”

“Nothing elaborate, really. Just put my likeness on Mt. Rushmore.”

“Maybe this is what mine would say,
(that big rock on top of him ought to shut him up)”

“You'll be lucky to get a headstone today. It seems that so many of the cemeteries of today have perpetual maintenance grounds, meaning a ground plate that can just be mowed over or musuleums.

The only thing I would like to happen at my funeral and burial is for all to hear the pipes and drum a callin'. Two pipers and a drum in full garb playing in the distance on a foggy, misty day would be ideal. You just gotta have the pipes.

Give me a pine box in the woods covered by a pile of rocks or sprinkle my ashes from the Cliffs of Moher.”

“I buried my parents in a tiny cemetary near the hamlet of Dalesville, near Lachute in the Laurentian hills of Quebec, Canada. They're under a tree overlooking a little valley with a farm.

The family settled there when they came back to Canada from Scotland in 1830. Three brothers had worked in northwestern Canada from 1820 to 1825 for the Hudson's Bay Company.

I want to be buried there too and definitely want a piper (my rugby club has one)­. I'll have 'Fais que dois' on it. Basically, Do your duty. Happy trails.”

“No headstone for me, I want my ashes spread across the sierra prieta's in AZ.

If I did have one though....
Life is a game, in which there are no rules.”

“Here lies Ghost, maybe.”

“Briar Rabbit, you're right about not being able to get a headstone. When my father died 26 yrs ago, he had a flat stone. What pissed me off was that I couldn't put a small plant in the space for flowers, because they just mow it over.”

“LH,

Your fathers plate has a retractable vase in it, I hope. There are some out there now which have this feature.

What is even more disheartening is the fact that many older grave plots that belong to common people across the country don't last forever. States and county and maybe the cemetery owners have some funky laws/rules regarding your time in the ground. The time is like a generation or two thing and then they move elsewhere. I forget but it is something similiar to that.
It does not happen everywhere but it does happen. Especially in smaller graveyards that are unable to expand/grow do to various reasons. Back in school, we had a group of students that excavated a dump site in the corner of a old graveyard. It was akin to a mass grave full of broken old headstones and those that belong to them. Quite the mess from what I heard.”

“Briar Rabbit, I know about the vase, and have left fresh flowers, but I wanted to put a small living plant in it. I guess it's too much maintenance for the cemetary to do. It's the same way everywhere; keep costs down & profits up.

Gee, now I have to worry about being dug up after I'm gone, lol? I'm going to ask my mom about our family plot. I do not want to be moved around.

Maybe in the future, we'll have burial ceremonies, but then the body would get shipped out to another state that has excess land.”

“"Here is a REEL DEAD (not a leetle bit hurt, but REEL DEAD like the armerdiller that was gettin ate by a buzzerd on Cumby Eyeland) dog named sarabelle. She was a happy nice dog that everbuddy loved and she loved everbody. Pleese do not let no rats dig up a hole and eat her bones"”

“Briar Rabbit! You are right about lost cemetaries. During the war of 1812, my home town - Monroe, MI - surrendered to the British.

A bunch of locals and soldiers from Kentucky were massacred and buried under what is now the busiest intersection in town.

Every day thousands of people drive over the 100+ graves of people who died to defend actual American soil. Honestly, a tragedy.”

“Where is this list that you speek of?”

“"At the bottom of this mine is a mighty big man, Big Dunadan, Big, Big Dunadan.”

“"What are you doing milling around here? Heck, I'm dead. You're alive. Go have some fun and leave me alone."”

“Well, I plan to have my ashes scattered about since people get upset about having bodies dumped in the woods to decompose, but if I had a stone it should read: "My life was spent exploring, but there was still too much left to see...so quit reading this damn stone and go see it!"

But in light of what Briar Rabbit mentioned regarding disturbed graves/monuments maybe something along the lines of "This grave site mined, dig at own risk." would be more appropriate.”

“I want to be planted in a post hole on a high mountain pass
with my rump still sticking out so those that pass can kiss my ---”

“On the subject of moving bodies and tombstones:

"Good frend for Jesvs sake forebeare
To dig the dvst encloased heare
Blest be Y man Y spares thes stones
And cvrst be he Y moves my bones."

-The grave of William Shakespeare”

“One I've read and it's always jumped out at me. I'll quote best as I can.

Here lies Henneth Grenadier,
Who caught his death
Drinking small cold beer.
A soldier is 'neer forgot
Weather he dieth by musket
Or dieth by pot.

Means nothing to most, but I like it.”

“Chuckfirment and tommy, I like your ditties :{}

Watch out Big Foots' getting spunky, lol.”

“"Reports of my demise are premature".”

“"He took to a higher trail".”