Ian Scott McGregor: a man just drove all the way up our long drive, parked, dumped ashes all over the cactus outside our bedroom window, and drove away. wtf man.

a man just drove all the way up our long drive, parked, dumped ashes all over the cactus outside our bedroom window, and drove away. wtf man.

"Spread my ashes at our old house." "Hon, we don't live there anymore." "I said what I said."

Remains?

i guess? i'm creeped out.

It’s a creepy, creepy thing to do without asking. And being asked would be plenty creepy.

:(

I hope your crow friends follow him and shit on his car until he’s thoroughly spooked. Also, I’d probably get out a hose and wash away all signs. But you shouldn’t have to.

after the police come, definitely

If someone asked me if they could scatter the ashes of a someone who grew up in my house, I'd be like, "sure, do you want to plant something for them too?"

If it were that and also that specific, I probably would too. But if someone asked if they could spread the ashes of their buddy who murdered his girlfriend in my house and always wanted to be reunited with her for eternity? Well, that would be creepy.

Someone had a very odd final request.

Post