On the definitely dead note: I read in the Fortean Times once about this bloke who was going to a fancy dress party as a vampire, and all coffined up for his big entrance. I can't remember exactly how, but he (allegedly) ended up down the crematorium instead. Not even a chance for anyone to play 'Great Balls of Fire' for him.
There is always the Edgar Allan Poe route - get buried with a bell above your grave, attached to a string you can pull if you wake up not dead (or, presumably, undead). Judging by a recent TV programme (that shall remain nameless in case I get my arse kicked for spoilerizing all over the place), if you are the hairy sort, you might want to consider getting buried with some sort of haircare product/implement on hand too, just in case. |