The Bungee to Bereavement (Ver. 1.0)
I'm a withering husk of a once living upright devolved monkey, stuffed in a larger, wooden version of a child's favorite toy that once housed the toy that was supposed to be it's favorite toy.
Underneath it, a bungee cord is anchored. The other end is attached to the bottom of the hole chosen to house this human-jerked sack. The pine box is loaded into an airplane and flown as high as possible, stretching the cord to it's very limits, and once we're about the grave, the coffin is released, sent rocketing to the dug grave. If all goes according to plan, I make it. If not, I hope I don't hurt anyone. Clean-up in aisle graveyard!
The Bungee to Bereavement (Ver. 2.0)
This one requires distance and binoculars.
A parachute opens before this missile of a corpse can hit the ground, and before the wood touches ground, I explode.
Clean-up in aisle graveyard! Dammit, Gary! Get over there!
Then the party starts!
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