And I'd really rather there not be a funeral for me either. I want everybody who liked me to get together and have a barbecue. I'm planning on partying on the other side, so I think everybody here should get to join in the fun. Then you can all talk about how great I am without having to be so solemn about it. Be outside, play some U2, eat some steak, and talk about my favorite places in the world and how much I loved being with my family. That'll be great. In my only nod to traditionalism, I would like a short graveside service. Then anybody who wants to be solemn can be. My only request is that someone plays "Danny Boy" and "Amazing Grace" on the uilleann pipes.
Oh, and one more thing. I'm resigned to having to be buried in a dress, but if anybody puts nylons on my poor dead feet, I'm going to come back and haunt them.
By the way, just so we're clear, I did go to a funeral last weekend, which is why this subject has been on my mind. I'm not morbid or anything.
2 comments:
I am really smiling right now. I probably won't be around when you die. At least I'm thinking you will long outlive me! But if I am I will be sure to check your toes and make sure no foreign material is on there!! For me, I will be asking for warm fuzzy socks because my feet toes are always cold and I'm sure they will be really cold then. :)
That's hilarious! You make me smile!
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