Dying wishes.

We all know about dying wishes, how they must be strictly followed and are sacrosanct. It is against all the laws of nature and various belief systems that such rules are followed to the letter, and so after much soul searching I have decided on my dying wishes, which are as follows- I want my ashes scattered right through the Sorbent toilet paper factory, in particular all the fillings and shards of bone to be spread around the production line with a leaf blower. I'll work out what to do with all the money and houses later.
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Same though Catfoot ,rolling on the floor laughing

What a soft way to go , rolling on the floor laughing
Pat, how about this?

I will spread your ashes in the factory, if you leave the cash and houses to me
Pat, stop coming up with problems.

Everybody knows that people want soft toilet tissue now, but that is just a fad.

It is easy to get fake news out on Twitter, so before you know it, the news that environmentally-friendly organic material such as bone-meal is a much better material for posterior cleaning than just paper alone


I'll work on the feather issue later.
I'd like to made into a figurehead for the prow of a ship named The Recalcitrant.
Cat, he only owns brown streets mumbling
Pat8, I don't really care about your ashes. All I want after you die is the wallabies and the Mango trees. professor
Please take the wallabies as an early bequeathment, they probably taste a bit like watermelon at the moment. My watermelons.
You eat wallaby's meat, Pat8? shock
Your Watermelons, are they red or yellow?
Kangaroo meat for sure, but only from the shops. All native animals are protected here. I've grown a few types of watermelon, all pink/red. And honeydews, and rockmelons, but so far I've never tasted any of them. But I'm still enjoying the mangoes, and sometimes mulberries.
Have never tasted them? Why? You grow them for your wallabies only?
Watermelon is ok for me, but not Honeydews nor Rockmelons. I don't like the smell.
And oh I like Mulberries. When I was young, I used to eat them from my friend's garden. But now it's not easy to find.
I think this futile debate leads to nowhere....
I t doesn't have the minimum of common sense!!yawn tongue confused
The wallabies think they're just for them. They arent. But what do you do?
Don't worry Barba, this is typical humour of our Aussie friend here. laugh
Pat, would you not consider burying your ashes under your mango tree?

Then everytime a hottie is slurping on a mango with juice running down her chin, you will be there in the midst of it.
I could achieve the same thing if I decided to have my ashes scattered at a greengrocers shop.
No Pat

Under the mango tree ensures that you are there forever, for every crop.

You would just get hoovered up in the evening at the greengrocers
I have dibs on the contents of your refrigerator
Molly, laugh you might have something there. rolling on the floor laughing

Pleeaaassseee don't, Pat8. The tree is mine. I don't want to have your ashes there. The wallabies might not be able to move on as they will keep remembering you. frustrated

I will give you a better choice. idea
How about the beach.. You can feel the smooth bodies of hotties whenever they lye their bodies there. Sounds better?
Uhmmmm.....are the houses and cash still available?? batting


Or has Molly gotten her hands on them already?!?!? mumbling
Now I'm inspired to think up some really challenging last wishes

Up to now I just concentrated on tailor-making my own funeral. It's going to be a wowser, I'm really sorry I'll miss it by just a few days.
They say the Irish are always good for the crack
TR, that's craic wink
Molly, you don't count anyway, I've seen you in real life laugh

Not like I'm going to get the benefit of the pics anyway, unless I'm peering down from some astral plane, but at least the rest of you get a good laugh and probably some surprises
Always finish your own sentences, TR .

You mightn't like how the other person finishes them grin
Biff, there is no faceless I want to see, that I haven't already seen, so I'm good wink
moll - fire away petal, I can take it.
Yeah but Molly, you aren't about to blow into a million tiny pieces of exploded lung. Or trying to find a dying wish to impose as an imperative which MUST be obeyed.

Neither am I, right now, breathing fully back to 100% normal, in, out, in, out. Phew.
May you live forever, Pat8, so I don't have to stop eating ice cream. head banger
Well, its easier to stop eating ice cream than it is stop using toilet paper. But who knows, I might have my ashes divided up so I can have them scattered at numerous locations.
Greedy! mumbling
I want my body cremated. But I think I will leave my thumb for Tokyo. rolling on the floor laughing he is a writer. He can use it for some inspiration.rolling on the floor laughing
Also, where in Australia are you, which state? Central Victoria, myself.
I think it would be best added at the packaging stage, to retain that crisp grittiness...

I'm in North Queensland, kind of near Cairns.
Greg, there used to be a fella from further North to you on here before. A madhead. He lived near Mildura
If that is the case then straight into the air conditioning fans because after the air filter because they won't have upgraded to reverse cycle, you'll get a better coverage than with the blower. :)
though the blower will give a greater concentration to a select few if you really want them to experience that full grit sensation.laugh
Pat8, are you changing your dying wishes again? I mean again? jaw drop shock
I'll probably keep changing my ideas, I'm not sure how much ashes there are from a body. It would be good to have my ashes placed in the flavour sachets at the mia goreng factory.
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