AKA Ashes to ammo.
A good friend of mine died and we cremated him in Mooloolaba. Before he died we were talking about what to do with his ashes. As he had spent most of his working life in Sydney he wanted them thrown over the Gap with all his Sydney friends present. We both laughed at the obvious outcome – there is always an updraft at The Gap and everyone would go home with a bit of Graham on their blouses or suits or in their hair.
It happened and as we predicted everyone was covered in his ashes as they toddled off home. I imagined my friend giggling while he looked down on the scene.
That was a good outcome but this is better
Two guys are talking about what to do with their ashes after they are gone. They were both avid hunters and one remarked;
“I want my ashes placed into some good turkey-load shotgun shells,” he said. That way, someone could go kill a turkey with me .
“I could rest in peace, knowing that one more turkey, the last thing he saw, was me screaming at him at 900 feet per second.”
If you don’t smile at that image then your just too serious!
Soldiers could go on killing terrorists for years and dead coppers could keep on inflicting damage on the scruffs of the world.
There are no limits.
They set up a company
Holy Smoke, which has been in business for a couple of months and charges $850 for a case of shells. The company has shipped out two orders. The feedback, Holmes says, is positive.
I wish them well and if hunting Greenies ever becomes legal, I’ll be in it!
If the last thing Bob Brown ever saw was me screaming at him at 900 feet per second my life would have meaning and I would know that even in death I had helped to secure Australia’s economic future.
Just joking Bob;)
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