What happens after death?

You become some pretty fancy compost.

I imagine it will be much like attending a Celine Dion concert…......tumbleweed, despair & lots of desolate looking faces :¬(

I come back and haunt you.;)

I get cut up for parts.

I will be put into a matter deconstructor to be converted into hydrogen for later use.

Asmodeus the Thorn-Cocked rapes your sinning ass for all eternity.

I will be converted into a rat’s liver or the leg of an insect.

I have organised for my corpse to be turned into an taxidermic, animatronic marvel. I am to be placed on the couch in my usual spot, and shall contribute to conversation should my audio sensors detect any nearby. I have already recorded a variety of responses, such as, “No, really?” “That’s fascinating, please continue,” and “This is all very well, but have you considered the economic ramifications of this proposal?” There will also be a “Down in front!” response for when my motion sensors detect anyone obstructing my view of the television, as well as a “Pull my finger” mode.

My family are sure to cherish my hilarious robo-corpse. Best surprise death-anniversary delivery EVER!

No one knows.

I agree with @marinelife.

I’d like to come back as The Nanny, in re-runs, so I’d get to kiss Charles Shaughnessy over and over and over and over. :-p

In reality, I’m donating any parts of my bod that can be functional for someone else, including my hair. What ever’s left over they can just sell at a yard sale.

Then on my virtual tombstone it will read: She came, she saw, she Fluthered.

@marinelife @Jude I think people really do know what happens to the body after death. If buried, it slowly decomposes back into its constituent parts, mainly hydrogen, oxygen and carbon. There’s no mystery or controversy about it at all.

Probably one of these things.

Scientifically, our atoms disperse into the world.

I come back from the dead.

I can let you know after I die…….. may be hard to type dead but I shall try so I can answer the question a litte more accurately.

You gradually recycle into the universe

@lucillelucillelucille

Come back and haunt me! LOL!

@CaptainHarley I just might!! XD I’ll be the one playing the trumpet!

Lucy in the sky with rifles! lol

Death is liberation from taxes, angst and difficult people. Be excited! haha

We start the level again, as we didn’t get to the checkpoint.

@Coloma giggles :)

We all get white dresses, a hand-harp and wings, and a heavenly countenance…? Or we become guardians?

@lucillelucillelucille

Listens to @lucillelucillelucille ‘s rendition of When the Saints Go Marchin’ In! : D

Depends on how your grandparents decide to do with you.
I hope my kids are rich enough to bury me in space, and definitly not in the sea. Who knows that my sketlons have a chance to end right next to Bin Laden.

@linguaphile Angels? If that the case, I be a demon. And that how I feel. Not the puny ones that fall with the stomp of the feet of a saints either.

@CaptainHarley I can also sing like Louie Armstrong!

@lucillelucillelucille no you can’t. Not for long at least.

@lucillelucillelucille

OMG! Will you sing at my funeral? : D

@cockswain—Oh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah I cannnnn…it just hurts alittle after awhile ;)
@CaptainHarley -Sure! I’ll sing Hello Harley
:)
If I die first,I’d like you to sing this

@lucillelucillelucille

LOL! That works! The immoral Lewis J. Armstrong! Awesome! : D

LM AO! I’ll try, but honestly? You don’t want me to sing ANYthing… really! I sound like a dying cow in a windstorm! LOL!

@CaptainHarley -Me too! No bullsh!t. :)