He was carefully sealed in Tupperware (after burping the seal of course) and snap frozen.

       Tupperware Massacre - written & sung by Peter Willey

      Come gather round and listen to this tale of misery
      It happened long ago at some poor girl's kitchen tea
      It should have been a party but things turned sour instead
      There were stains upon the carpet and over twenty dead

      It started out okay I guess as the ladies gathered round
      The bride-to-be was happy
      With her crimplene dressing gown
      The handy-bin from Grandma would be useful in her home
      And Mrs Duke had painted her a hand-made garden gnome

      Then Aunt Mel took exception
      To a comment from her niece
      And she responded angrily and kicked her friend Bernice
      Fights broke out around the room and none got out alive
      Of the kitchen tea Tupperware massacre of 1965

      Well it turned into a melee - you could see the plastic fly
      A gift-wrapped beetroot strainer
      Caught Kate above the eye
      Red and yellow lunchboxes flew about the place
      And someone rubbed a cheese grater
      Down Mrs Porter's face

      A see-through, freezer canister killed Mrs Ross stone dead
      A sawn-off salad crisper protruded from her head
      PVC had severed limbs before the police arrived
      At the kitchen tea Tupperware massacre of 1965

      Thirty years have come and gone
      Since the bodies were entombed
      The Forensic Squad sought evidence
      And ordered them exhumed
      They dug up Mrs Henderson and the mother of the bride
      They were neatly stacked in Tupperware
      Fresh and crisp as the day they died!