In news that should surprise absolutely nobody, Keith Richards decided that just doing a little blow wasn't enough: He had to sprinkle in some remains of his dead dad.
Of course, his dad wouldn't have cared, according to Keith, and "it went down pretty good."
I may have to make this sort of request at my funeral. Cremate my ass, hand out tiny cups of my remains to everyone, and have them snort away. I'd have Mackenzie make the announcement, but he'll be "too busy" to make the service.