Death and stuff.

[40cakes]

I don't think anyone's really sure what happens after we die, so there is a distinct possibility I could come back to the world of the living as a ghost or poltergeist or zombie or be reincarnated, and tell y'all how to memorialize me, but I'm just covering my bases here.

When I die, please do not memorialize me through any of the following:

• Spraypaint graffiti (unless it's REALLY NICE. But usually I see some drippy-ass scrawl on the side of the building.)
  
• One of those little shrines on the side of the road (you know what's the best way to honor a person who died in a car crash? Set up a distracting landmark on the road. Awesome.)
  
• Bumper stickers/lettering on your car.
  
• An airbrushed T-shirt. Any T-shirt for that matter.
  
• An ugly-ass MySpace page
  
• Tattoes.
  

Though in my more morbid moments, I wonder to whom I should give my LJ password, so that when I die, they can log on and let my internet frendz know.

Comments

[restivemind.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you would like to be stuffed and mounted...?

*dangles straight line for Casey*

[fadingembers.livejournal.com]

Shit man, I already do that while alive! ZING!