Buried in your Favorite Beer
One of the most popular national news stories this morning is about something near and dear to all of our hearts: a man’s love of Pabst Blue Ribbon.
Photo by Mary Compton, SouthtownStar via AP
Bill Bramanti is his name, and he, at only 67-years-young, has purchased a custom designed PBR coffin, story courtesy of USA Today.
I plan on doing things the cheap way and having my ashes dumped in the empty 1/2 gal of Patrone that’ll presumably kill me.
Happy Cinco de Mayo, people!
What would be REALLY cool is if they threw in Uncle Bill’s ashes for a special keg and then, the keg could be stored in the coffin. It would be more hilarious if he had a wake and people actually drank Uncle P Bill R while admiring his coffin masterpiece.
Then again, that’s probably a health-code violation.
I would actually like to be buried in a giant PBR can. Or maybe put in the can and tossed out to sea. Or put in the can and shot up by a bunch of rednecks. Or, well, the possibilities are practically endless.