The very, very last thing I want a loved one, or an unloved one, buried with is a cell phone in the coffin.
I suppose it has its use for vampires, zombies and those buried alive by irritated, angry or enchanted friends, acquaintances and dire enemies, but I have to tell you: if you have something to tell me from the grave, just don't call me, ok?
(Plus, the inevitable question: what sort of signal could you actually get from inside a gold coffin buried six feet deep? I have problems with the cell phone signal in the living room.)
I suppose it has its use for vampires, zombies and those buried alive by irritated, angry or enchanted friends, acquaintances and dire enemies, but I have to tell you: if you have something to tell me from the grave, just don't call me, ok?
(Plus, the inevitable question: what sort of signal could you actually get from inside a gold coffin buried six feet deep? I have problems with the cell phone signal in the living room.)