Hackney Jacket
A coffin that smells like old socks and regret. Named after Hackney because everyone there knows how to die badly.
My brother’s coffin stank like a Hackney Jacket. I told him he should’ve taken a shower before he died.
The priest said the coffin was a Hackney Jacket. I said it was just a fancy trash can.
I got stuck in a Hackney Jacket for three days. I told the guy it was the worst way to die.