Forester
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I agree. I told my wife a very similar thing and she was appalled. But it would suit me just fine.
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44forever
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Since I hunt alone
people are alway asking me "Arn't you afraid to die alone?" My usual response is "No matter where you are or how many people are watching, when you die, YOU DIE ALONE". Personally, I'd like to manage it in such a fashion as to provide an enduring mystery. At least then they would think of me from time to time.
people are alway asking me "Arn't you afraid to die alone?" My usual response is "No matter where you are or how many people are watching, when you die, YOU DIE ALONE". Personally, I'd like to manage it in such a fashion as to provide an enduring mystery. At least then they would think of me from time to time.
bamabiker
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I love it!!!!!!
We actually had a lady killed on her way home from picking up her powerball check. She was crossing the street and was hit by a car.
Jst1mr
Member
From an exploded heart while trying to drag the new world record whitetail from the woods
My taxidermists dad was in his 80's and was an avid fisherman.He got together with his buddies to go to Lake Erie fishing.They drove to the lake, unloaded thier gear,went down to the shore and set up lawn chairs etc. He baited the hook ,cast the line,set back in the chair AND DIED!!! I could not pick a better way to go!!!
I have asked my wife if I should die before her to have me creamated then mix me in a 5 gallon bucket of shelled corn.Then go to my secret spot and spread me in the field where all of the deer and turkeys feed.Then they can crap me all over my favorite woods.The way I look at it I've been eating them and Lord knows I've crapped a few of them in the surrounding woods.I GUESS NOW IT'S THIER TURN TO RETURN THE FAVOR!!!!!
I have asked my wife if I should die before her to have me creamated then mix me in a 5 gallon bucket of shelled corn.Then go to my secret spot and spread me in the field where all of the deer and turkeys feed.Then they can crap me all over my favorite woods.The way I look at it I've been eating them and Lord knows I've crapped a few of them in the surrounding woods.I GUESS NOW IT'S THIER TURN TO RETURN THE FAVOR!!!!!
Launched out of a canon, into a wood chipper head first,
He didn't die that way, but I had a friend that requested we fire his ashes out of a muzzle loading cannon out over a mountain side at a mountain man rendezvous.
He truly went out with a bang.
He didn't die that way, but I had a friend that requested we fire his ashes out of a muzzle loading cannon out over a mountain side at a mountain man rendezvous.
He truly went out with a bang.
feralmerril
Absent Comrade
I know ways NOT to go. There was a old timer at lockheed who got a heart attack the day he retired loading his toolbox in the trunk of his car!
My dad's dad had a heart attack at his retirement party. Died a few days later.
Unfortunately -- He and my grandmother had bought a motel in Florida and their house was sold, but they hadn't moved out yet. So my grandmother's life was turned inside out in more ways than one can imagine all in the course of a week.
sipowicz
Member
Like my grand dad...peacefully in his sleep...not yelling and screaming like his bus passengers.
That's how they found my great-uncle Ed. Sitting on the crick bank, fishing pole in one hand, his pipe in the other, and a smile on his face.
feralmerril
Absent Comrade
The girl friend that died on me christmass of 1998 was creamated. I had the ashs a couple years. Finaly deer season of I think, 2001, I took her hunting with me in the sierras above kernville. Dont know about the legality of that at the time. Anyway I spread her ashs on top of the highest mountain above lake isabella. I then was saying the lords prayer, just me there, when somebody fired a rifle shot that sounded like it wasnt over 75 yards away. It was a real weird feeling as I could see nobody and saw no vehicles in the area!
I used to work on the wisconsin state conservation dept back in 1962. A friend co-worker of mine was a guide on the side. He told me about takeing out a client goose or duck hunting. A storm came up, and a bolt of lighting killed the client while he was doing what he must have loved the best! Howie said it split him open and set off the shells in his vest!
I used to work on the wisconsin state conservation dept back in 1962. A friend co-worker of mine was a guide on the side. He told me about takeing out a client goose or duck hunting. A storm came up, and a bolt of lighting killed the client while he was doing what he must have loved the best! Howie said it split him open and set off the shells in his vest!
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I've been thinking about this all day...
Quick and painless doesn't sound like any fun at all - Heck, you only get to die once (conventional wisdom), so why not make the best of it?
I guess IF I have to go (rule 1-eh?) I'd like to be saving either my wife's life of that of some kid. But, with my luck, the kid would grow up to be a gansta and later kill my wife. So the heck with the kid - He can save his own crummy life - Growing up to be a gansta after all that I done for him. --- And why in the world would I do that to my wife?
THAT DOES IT! I'm NOT going!!
Quick and painless doesn't sound like any fun at all - Heck, you only get to die once (conventional wisdom), so why not make the best of it?
I guess IF I have to go (rule 1-eh?) I'd like to be saving either my wife's life of that of some kid. But, with my luck, the kid would grow up to be a gansta and later kill my wife. So the heck with the kid - He can save his own crummy life - Growing up to be a gansta after all that I done for him. --- And why in the world would I do that to my wife?
THAT DOES IT! I'm NOT going!!
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