Sweet Catastrophe

So earlier this week I read the headline, “Pringles can designer dies, buried in Pringles can” and all I could think was, “They made a coffin shaped like a Pringles can??” Talk about a blonde moment!

Of course, he was cremated and most of his remains were put into a Pringles can–the rest in a traditional urn.

He was 89. The Pringles can was his proudest accomplishment. I for one thank him for keeping my Pringles from being crushed!

“I think Pringles’ initial intention was to make tennis balls. But on the day that the rubber was supposed to show up, a big truckload of potatoes arrived. But Pringles was a laid-back company. They said ‘Fuck it. Cut ‘em up.’”–Mitch Hedberg