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Punk rock legend/ rock-n-roll messiah/outlaw scumfuck GG Allin died 16 years ago today.

My hand painted G.G. Allin Lil’ People

Love him or most likely hate him, you’d  have to admit he had quite an extraordinary funeral..

“At his funeral, Allin’s bloated, discolored corpse was dressed in his black leather jacket and trademark jock strap. He had a bottle of Jim Beam beside him in his casket, per his wishes (openly stated in his self-penned acoustic country ballad, “When I Die”). As part of his brother’s request, the mortician was instructed not to wash the corpse (which smelled strongly of feces), or apply any makeup. The funeral became a wild party. Friends posed with the corpse, placing drugs and whiskey into its mouth. As the funeral ended, his brother put a pair of headphones on Allin. The headphones were plugged into a portable cassette player, in which was loaded a copy of The Suicide Sessions.”* (*from his Wikepedia page)

Rest In Piss fucko.