Who says I want to decompose?
Do you know how funny it’ll be in a couple thousand years, when all that is left of my generation is bone except for one perfectly preserved human specimen.
Better yet lay my mummified remains under the bass pro shop pyramid. And fill my tomb with precious Mardi Gras beads
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Supply chain issues have hit the canopic jar industry particularly hard. I'm think I'll bring this up to local politicians and see if Tennessee can start a mummification resurgence by re-using empty Mason jars.