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Bury me with my cell phone

Started by johnny, December 16, 2008, 01:37:29 PM

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johnny

Bury me with my cell phone - Dying doesn?t mean hanging it up for some mobile aficionados

"We take them with us to the dinner table, the bedroom, even the bathroom stall. But in recent years, some of us have started taking our beloved cell phones someplace really startling: the grave."

Article continued at http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28182292
Heaven won't take me and hell's afraid I'll take over.

PPI Tim

And do people actually believe they are going to call back?
And what kind of message are you going to leave?
I'm sorry I can't get to the phone right now.
Please leave a message because I'M DEAD!!!
YOU STUPID IDIOT...I'M DEAD
HELLO!!!! I'M DEAD!

Or maybe it should be
DEAD, DEAD, DEAD
SOMEDAY YOU'LL BE DEAD!
Sounds interesting...Go on.

PPI Tracy

Oh DUDE...You TRUMPED ME!  I just saw this and was going to post it.  This is truly morbid and sad as well as extremely creepy at the same time. 

PPI Brian

When I was a gravedigger we had a graveside service for an older gentleman that was really memorable. Before the coach arrived with the casket, family members set up card tables and ice chests full of champagne. There was a huge crowd of people, and when they arrived they all gathered around the grave site. We loaded the casket onto the carriage and rolled it up the ramp to the burial site (a section of lawn crypts in the mausoleum complex) and when we placed the casket on the lowering device the family started popping the corks on the champagne and filling plastic champagne glasses. The family counselor was there, and she allowed the family to open the casket and put some things in the box with him. Because he was being buried next to one of his old poker buddies, they gave him a deck of cards. Another friend put in a CB radio (this was the early 80's, and cell phones were not commonly in use) so he could stay in touch from the great beyond. They put many more things in with him, and when they closed and locked the lid someone put a bumper sticker on his casket that read: "Rat Race Dropout". I'll never forget this service. People were laughing and crying and celebrating his life. What a wonderful way to be remembered.
"Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence."--Carl Sagan

PPI Tracy

That does kind of warm your heart, Brian.  I think that people should celebrate a persons life.  After all, we are mourning for the time that we will not be able to spend with them any longer.  They have moved on to a better place (unless they are hanging around just waiting for PPI).  We should reflect on the person they were, our special times with them and celebrate that individual. 

I just found out that a wonderful friend of mine passed away and I find myself trying to do what I mentioned above.  Much easier said than done.

Don

Is it a fact or urban legend the Irish mourn at the birth of a child and celebrate at the death? I think it is to show they are born into life with expected hardships and they die to end all their hardships and to rest.


When I die I'll change my voice mail on my cell to: "Hi this is Don I'm away from my casket now, please leave a message and I'll EVP you." 
That spade is....well a spade

PPI Tracy

Quote from: PPI Don on December 16, 2008, 03:24:39 PM

When I die I'll change my voice mail on my cell to: "Hi this is Don I'm away from my casket now, please leave a message and I'll EVP you." 

That's too funny, Don.  You crack me up.  :D

I just read a book by Nikki Sixx of Motley Crue and Sixx:AM, titled "The Heroin Diaries".  (an unlikely book for me to read, but it was pretty good).  Anyway, apparently, he has been pronounced legally dead, twice, due to (what else?) Heroin overdose.  The second time it happened, he woke up in the hospital, ripped all of the tubes out, hitched a ride home and promptly changed his answering machine to say, "Hi, this is Nikki.  I can't come to the phone right now because I'm dead". 

Nice.   :-\

PPI Tim

Come on, everybody sing!
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday you'll be dead.
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday you'll be dead
Paint your house green and red
for someday you'll be dead.
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday you'll be dead.
;D ;D ;D ;D

There, now you won't be able to get that song out of your mind.

Sounds interesting...Go on.

PPI Tracy

Well now, that's got a ...umm....errr....ahh....catchy ring to it

PPI Brian

It's from the Mr. Hankey's Christmas Classics: http://www.artistdirect.com/nad/window/media/page/0,,920234-2230117,00.html

I've always been fond of the jolly track entitled Merry F***ing Christmas.
"Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence."--Carl Sagan

PPI Tracy

Would that be Merry "Frolicking" Christmas?

PPI Tim

Yeah....something like that.
Oh. I just love Christmas songs. ;D
Sounds interesting...Go on.

PPI Brian

My second favorite track is "It's Christmas Time In Hell"

Oh, String up the lights and light up the tree.
We're damned for all eternity.
But for just one day all is well.
It's Christmas Time in hell!
"Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence."--Carl Sagan

johnny

These are some of the most creative holiday songs I've ever seen! I imagine I wouldn't be surprised much to find one of these songs on one of your mobile phones as a ringtone.  ;D
Heaven won't take me and hell's afraid I'll take over.

PPI Brian

Quote from: johnny on December 16, 2008, 07:45:26 PM
These are some of the most creative holiday songs I've ever seen! I imagine I wouldn't be surprised much to find one of these songs on one of your mobile phones as a ringtone.  ;D

Hey, that's a good idea, Johnny!  ;D
"Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence."--Carl Sagan

Brigham

I wonder if this will lead to an increase in those mysterious phone calls from the dead.
Anybody wanna peanut?

PPI Tim

Can you hear me now?
Just think of the commercials?
You get four bars even if you are buried six feet under.
Sounds interesting...Go on.

PPI Jason

Quote from: PPI Tim on December 17, 2008, 01:38:12 AM
Can you hear me now?
Just think of the commercials?
You get four bars even if you are buried six feet under.

Yeah, the commercial would look like this. You're lying in a coffin and realize you're buried under ground. You reach for your cell and start dialing frantically. Then an old corpse next to you says, "You won't get any service here sonny. IT'S A DEAD ZONE!" Then you look confidently over and say, "It's alright, I've got the network." And then, low and behold, lying next to you is that nerdy guy with the thick glasses, smiling, and about a thousand other people with Verizon shirts and hard hats. Money in the bank  ;)


Jason
Probably the earliest flyswatters were nothing more than some sort of striking surface attached to the end of a long stick.
-Jack Handey

PPI Brian

Quote from: PPI Jason on December 17, 2008, 10:42:18 PM
Quote from: PPI Tim on December 17, 2008, 01:38:12 AM
Can you hear me now?
Just think of the commercials?
You get four bars even if you are buried six feet under.

Yeah, the commercial would look like this. You're lying in a coffin and realize you're buried under ground. You reach for your cell and start dialing frantically. Then an old corpse next to you says, "You won't get any service here sonny. IT'S A DEAD ZONE!" Then you look confidently over and say, "It's alright, I've got the network." And then, low and behold, lying next to you is that nerdy guy with the thick glasses, smiling, and about a thousand other people with Verizon shirts and hard hats. Money in the bank  ;)


Jason

ROTFLMAO!  ;D

That's awesome, Jason.
"Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence."--Carl Sagan

PPI Tracy

Quote from: PPI Jason on December 17, 2008, 10:42:18 PM
Quote from: PPI Tim on December 17, 2008, 01:38:12 AM
Can you hear me now?
Just think of the commercials?
You get four bars even if you are buried six feet under.

Yeah, the commercial would look like this. You're lying in a coffin and realize you're buried under ground. You reach for your cell and start dialing frantically. Then an old corpse next to you says, "You won't get any service here sonny. IT'S A DEAD ZONE!" Then you look confidently over and say, "It's alright, I've got the network." And then, low and behold, lying next to you is that nerdy guy with the thick glasses, smiling, and about a thousand other people with Verizon shirts and hard hats. Money in the bank  ;)


Jason

OMG. That is TOO funny!

johnny

Heaven won't take me and hell's afraid I'll take over.