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So, I'm laying in the nice casket, in the viewing room/funeral home parlor, and I have a nice suit on, and a smile on my face, eyes closed, and a really nice cut glass tumbler in one hand half full of bourbon and a bottle of Four Roses laying next to me.

What bottle would be in your casket?

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What's a matter guys? Is this just a little too creepy?

Think about it this way then: the Egyptians buried sacred objects with their pharaohs so they would have them in the afterlife.

You are King Tut. Which one would it be?

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Empties only, were I to have a casket. It's 'water of life', wasted on stiffs, living or dead.

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I hope to be embalmed in OBSQ.

A lot of bourbon-related dreams and visions as of late.

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I hope to be embalmed in OBSQ.

A lot of bourbon-related dreams and visions as of late.

Embalmed as in covered with so as to preserve you (and maybe improve your smell?). Nice. I think. Respect - and a little concern.:D

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Embalmed as in covered with so as to preserve you (and maybe improve your smell?). Nice. I think. Respect - and a little concern.:D

Yes. It's an upcoming Georgia Bourbon Society selection.

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An unopened bottle of Stagg (got to give the grave robbers something they can enjoy), and a deck of cards.

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No bottles in my casket please. Can't take 'em with you. Whatever I don't drink, my family and friends will, I hope.

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No bottles in my casket please. Can't take 'em with you. Whatever I don't drink, my family and friends will, I hope.

I agree Jim. Hope my friends and family have a good old fashioned Irish wake when it's my time to go. My wife knows what to do with my bunker. :skep: However, I would wouldn't mind an empty bottle of 07 WLW accompanying me to the hereafter. I'm sure there's plenty of angels share to fill it countless times for me to enjoy. :grin:

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Yes. It's an upcoming Georgia Bourbon Society selection.

People are just dying to get GBS juice...:lol:

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I would really rather my family not waste a lot of time, effort, and money on getting me laid out in a casket so how about this - take my ashes and use enough of them to fill up an empty Blanton's bottle. (I really like Blanton's and you have to admit they have a cool bottle.) Make sure you use an "S" cork - the one where the little jockey has just won the race. Then take me out in the boat and drop me off over a nice, deep, Walleye infested point of a Canadian shield lake. Then everyone get together back in camp to grill steaks, fry fish, and drink their favorite bourbon or scotch around a big campfire telling fish stories.

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I would really rather my family not waste a lot of time, effort, and money on getting me laid out in a casket so how about this - take my ashes and use enough of them to fill up an empty Blanton's bottle. (I really like Blanton's and you have to admit they have a cool bottle.) Make sure you use an "S" cork - the one where the little jockey has just won the race. Then take me out in the boat and drop me off over a nice, deep, Walleye infested point of a Canadian shield lake. Then everyone get together back in camp to grill steaks, fry fish, and drink their favorite bourbon or scotch around a big campfire telling fish stories.
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I'm thinking "Devils Cut" may apply to me according to my deceased in laws.

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Disturbing at first, but fun to think about!

No bottle buried with me except a glencairn. The boubon in heaven will be better anyway. After the funeral, I want all my friends to gather at my house, they can open up whatever bottle they want. They all will then drink and remember the good times, happily. Collection then divided up between them all.

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I would really rather my family not waste a lot of time, effort, and money on getting me laid out in a casket so how about this - take my ashes and use enough of them to fill up an empty Blanton's bottle. (I really like Blanton's and you have to admit they have a cool bottle.) Make sure you use an "S" cork - the one where the little jockey has just won the race. Then take me out in the boat and drop me off over a nice, deep, Walleye infested point of a Canadian shield lake. Then everyone get together back in camp to grill steaks, fry fish, and drink their favorite bourbon or scotch around a big campfire telling fish stories.

Which gets me to wonder...what do you think the going rate is to get a dead guy laid in a casket...? :D

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No bottles with me either only friends and family enjoying all the things I never got a chance to open as a proper send off.

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except a glencairn.

I think I'd go this route as well. I'd like to have my Clutch flask in my breast pocket. I carried it there when I was married, and it has the complete lyrics from "Drink to the Dead" engraved on the back.

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If knee-deep in cat nip

At the old icebox

I recommend you whistle

And give the box three knocks

Should you be so lucky

To hear whisperin'

It is an invitation

For you to leap in

May you go marching in three measure time

Dressed up as asses, drunk to the nines

Swing from the rafters

Shouting those songs

Gone unsung for far too long

If boxing your shadow

At the wall full of moss

And antlers approach you

Then I am at a loss

May you go marching in three measure time

Dressed up as asses, drunk to the nines

Swing from the rafters

Shouting those songs

Gone unsung for far too long

Drink to the dead all you still alive

We shall join them in good time

Should you go crossin' that silvery brook

It's best to leap before you look

Surrounded by toadstools

At the old green glen

I'm afraid there is little

That I can recommend

Save all of your courage

And sincere prayer

And where you go-a treadin'

Take the utmost care

So let us

Drink to the dead all you still alive

We shall join them in good time

Should you go crossin' that silvery brook

It's best to leap before you look

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Which gets me to wonder...what do you think the going rate is to get a dead guy laid in a casket...? :D

Ha! Joe, I appreciate your unique ponderings (as usual) and me thinks this the only desirable circumstance of being laid in a casket. :lol:

Sounds like a new bucket list item, for sure.

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I think I'd go this route as well. I'd like to have my Clutch flask in my breast pocket. I carried it there when I was married, and it has the complete lyrics from "Drink to the Dead" engraved on the back.

---------------------------------------

If knee-deep in cat nip

At the old icebox

I recommend you whistle

And give the box three knocks

Should you be so lucky

To hear whisperin'

It is an invitation

For you to leap in

May you go marching in three measure time

Dressed up as asses, drunk to the nines

Swing from the rafters

Shouting those songs

Gone unsung for far too long

If boxing your shadow

At the wall full of moss

And antlers approach you

Then I am at a loss

May you go marching in three measure time

Dressed up as asses, drunk to the nines

Swing from the rafters

Shouting those songs

Gone unsung for far too long

Drink to the dead all you still alive

We shall join them in good time

Should you go crossin' that silvery brook

It's best to leap before you look

Surrounded by toadstools

At the old green glen

I'm afraid there is little

That I can recommend

Save all of your courage

And sincere prayer

And where you go-a treadin'

Take the utmost care

So let us

Drink to the dead all you still alive

We shall join them in good time

Should you go crossin' that silvery brook

It's best to leap before you look

Yeti, you are one colorful character. :lol:

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I would want each of my friends to pick one of my bottles to finish off during the pre-funeral tailgating, and then leave the empty bottle in my casket.

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I told my wife when I went in for cancer surgery if any thing goes wrong Joe and Gary get to split my bourbon collection.

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The idea of laying a bottle in the casket is too sad. To me it comes off as, "And there's the one that did it to him!" If the bottle's full, it done got to me before I could get to it, and that's bad news. If it's empty, at least we killed each other off in the struggle, I suppose; but still, these are not images I want associated with my death.

Give me a utilitarian burial. Naked in a wooden box, let the bourbon left over in my body feed the thirst of the earth as it absorbs me.

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