In our morbidity, we think about death…a lot. Probably too much, in fact. But what does it matter, in a hundred years we’ll all be dead anyway, right? Unless…life extension?
We found ourselves talking about the trippiest possible funerals, viewing funerals as epic final goodbyes. Hunter S. Thompson had his ashes shot in the air to a Beatles tune. Few things could be more epic than that, though we’ve contemplated having haunted house funerals and even having holograms of ourselves show up at our funerals.
Here are some images of truly bizarre funerals:
And last, but certainly, not least — the funeral of Hunter S. Thompson: