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Has someone you loved recently passed on to that great trap field in the sky? Is deer hunting with Grandpa one of your fondest childhood memories? Or would you just like a way to make sure your trusted Labrador can continue to help you bring in those ducks once he’s gone? If you’re struggling with how to appropriately memorialize that certain someone, the creative folks at Holy Smoke may have just the solution for you…

Holy Smoke will load the cremated remains of your special someone into live ammunition, either shotgun shells or cartridges. How and where you fire your loved one’s remains is up to you.

I can imagine that indoor range owners may not be thrilled with you spreading your best buddy’s ashes around their facility. And there seems to be a certain ‘ick’ factor to shooting a deer with a 30-06 bullet that’s carrying Grandpa’s essence along with it. But maybe that’s me.

This kind of uniqueness doesn’t come cheaply, however. A box of 250 Fido-infused shotgun shells will run you $1,250. Cartridges are even more expensive on a per-launch basis. You can add a “mantle-worthy, finished, wooden handcrafted box” with labels for an additional $100.

So if you’re trying to figure out how to provide the right kind of closure to the loss of that special someone, Holy Smoke ammo could be just the send-off you’ve been looking for.

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  1. Um. Yeah. Why does a scene from The Big Lebowski keep running through my head?

    But I’d bet you most of the Armed Intelligentsia would pony up some bucks to see that, when Bloomberg does eventually shuffle off this mortal coil, his remains get the Holy Smoke treatment. Heh.

    • You don’t even need the cannon to do that, you can make a cremora flash with a 5 gallon bucket, 10 lbs of non dairy creamer(can’t be non-fat, the fat is whats burning) and some cannon powder.

      And it sounds like the self defense angle is part of their marketing:

      “Now, you can continue to protect your home and family even after you are gone.”

  2. This is where my ex-GF and I parted ways. We both agreed that I be cremated, it’s just that she insisted that it be done immediately. When she started a bonfire in the back yard, I left.

    Okay, I may have overreacted a little, but I got kinda nervous when she started siphoning gasoline from my car.

  3. I’ll be the first to admit that I am a little (alot) morbid. So, with that out of the way, had my grandfather been a skeet man, or the like, I would have totally done this. Seems like a fitting tribute to me. But, like I said, I am morbid.


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