When I die, I’d like to be buried in a solemn, dignified way. Like in a coffin shaped like a giant shoe.
Let’s say a giant shoe isn’t your thing. “But Michael,” you say, “my sole is at rest. What other coffins are available.”
I’m glad you asked. At Fantasy Coffins, you can also be buried in a beer bottle, a chicken, a fish, or an automobile.
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