Instead of pasting ugly red-and-white Smoking Area signs all over the walls, this clever variation has a ceiling painted to make you feel like you're dead already.
See, there's the priest reading some sentimental passage about life and death and beyond...and your mama and your papa and the selection of friends who actually cared enough to be there...and you only have a few minutes before they start throwing dirt on your coffin and you'll be sorry, very very sorry that you were so damn addicted to those Camel Lights.
(Thanks, Rick!)
