I couldn’t make this up if I tried.
Pete Hodge was diagnosed with a terminal illness at age 61. Turns out Pete was an avid carp fisherman in the UK and had one dying wish. He wanted his remains mixed into bait rolled in balls and dunked in his favorite fishing hole by friends and family members. He went so far as to even put it in writing.
See the full story here.
Okay, this is strange, but I’ve also heard some weird ways to deal with people postmortem. I have a friend who actually paid for his dad to be shot into outer space on the tip of a rocket. Hunter S. Thompson was shot out of a cannon for god sake. Personally, I really like the idea and might consider it myself. Would you consider feeding yourself to the fish?