If I should happen to die suddenly...

my hidden stash of ice cream is in a plastic bag in the back of the freezer where the kids won't find it. eat it. remember me and the good times.

read all my notebooks and journals and laugh at my adolescent emo weirdness.

serious - no funeral, donate as many organs to to charity as possible and burn the rest

also serious - someone will probably want a funeral, but no religious bullshit allowed

sorry, no offense to religious people. arg

...keep my poetry library together and give all 180 volumes to some starving young poet, who can then sell them off on eBay, bcz: lolz, wrong taste in poetry, old man! and I wanna take the money and buy all the latest good stuff.

(I won't mind.)

...do tons of religious bullshit. I'm dead so either it doesn't matter... Or it does.

...i would probably finally be at peace

in lieu of a funeral, an mp3 of 'comfortably numb' will be sent to all my friends. also one of 'grave architecture' to the hipsters

...i have a secret file with all my social media logins on it. Log into them all, let everyone know I'm gone, then delete the lot pls.

(this is actually not true but it seems like a prudent idea tbh)

this is the only venue that i'd care to inform tbh; y'all are both nice and understand that pink floyd rules

RULES

Bury me viking style. Put my corpse on a boat, send it afloat and shoot it with a flaming fire.

PS: Remember to check which way the wind is blowing. I don't want my burning corpse to go back to the shore and risk the trauma of seeing that for the rest of your lives.

i will never die

i am constantly dying on the inside

- explode me in a quarry, mythbusters style. BIG explosion too, don't be a bunch of babies and puss out on the explosives

read my posts

excelsior all my lols that went un-excelsiored, starting with 'illegal question in begging area', that was fried gold iirc

Harvest all organs.
Start a bonfire with all my material possessions left over after people have taken what they want.
If anyone insists on some religious bullshit, plz make it part of the hilar crazy part of the bible. Actually, no, fuck that shit.
No humanist shite either. Just put me on the grill and show Harold + Kumar or Shogan Assassin while I burn.

• The organ donor thing, natch.
• Burn the rest and scatter the ashes over a wide area.
• All those funny boxes with knobs and switches? DON'T just throw them away. Someone will want those.

organs yeah, scattered ashes yeah
jumble sale instead of funeral
no religion, get together if y'all like
someone tell ilx

Take all of my records, CDs and DVDs that I have obsessed over to the second hand place so that someone else can find them just like I did.

see how long you can sustain the myth that i am still alive, deplete my humble store of money and possessions and when it is nearly gone buy a puppy for everybody i know, and tell them that i have exploded into a confetti of puppies, each of which comes w, a stipend for care.

(thats srs)

Organ donation, check. Cremation, check.

Spread my ashes on a vegetable garden somewhere. I don't care whose.

Don't worry; no one will notice I'm gone.

Organs, yeah
Ashes spread in the ocean off of Fire Island, NY
Friends to rent out bar have big party/dance post funeral
Tell the few people I know I've let down/hurt that I'm truly sorry and always was

Donate my body to the Body Farm, full privileges.
Check in on Jeff and the cats.

if I die suddenly, please reformat my HD without looking at anything on it pls

(1) That the organist of St. James's Church, Amdison Avenue and 71st Street, manhattan, choose a suitable musical composition to accompany the departure of my remains to their place of burial; that the score of this composition (notes, rests, clefs, key and time signatures, and all indications of speed, phraqsing and dynamics) be reproduced at fifteen times its printed size in the form of pancakes; and that these cakes be obligatorily eaten by any and all such persons who attend the reading of this my Last Will and Testament, excepting those specifically invited thereto.

flag post frogbs in memory of me.

tell brodie to pursue his shiny buttoned dreams of a career in either defence or hospitality.

want to be buried in a giant mausoleum, my body entombed beneath one of those life-like statues like at westmister abbey, want tributes weekly

that the score of this composition (notes, rests, clefs, key and time signatures, and all indications of speed, phraqsing and dynamics) be reproduced at fifteen times its printed size in the form of pancakes; and that these cakes be obligatorily eaten by any and all such persons who attend the reading of this my Last Will and Testament, excepting those specifically invited thereto.

OK I have no idea who you are but this is gold.

BTW is anyone else getting vaguely jinx-style creeped out at this thread, in a similar way to the dead pool? I kind of am :/

build a giant pyramid plz, do me this solid

R.I.P. Trayce. She posted on a thread about mortality.

I'll be dead so won't care, but please don't let my dad pick out the music. Also, no Mormon stuff.

I'm of the "I won't care, I'll be dead" persuasion, but I guess if any of my organs are in a fit state, sure, go ahead and take them.

I'm also kind of tempted by this: Rest in Vinyl

I'm of the "I won't care, I'll be dead" persuasion, but I guess if any of my organs are in a fit state, sure, go ahead and take them.

I agree. It doesn't matter much, though I guess organ donation would be nice.

After organ donation, I wouldn't mind my corpse being eaten/digested/deposited in the verdant countryside by carrion birds, but whatever's best for you. I don't want to be too much trouble.

Oh, If I should die tonight
Oh baby, it would be far before my time
I won't die blue, sugar yeah
'Cause I've known you

Oooh, oh, how many eyes
Have seen their dream
Oh, how many arms
Have felt their dream
How many hearts, baby...
Have felt their world stand still

Millions never, they never never
And millions never will baby
They never will

If I should die tonight love
Darlin', it would be far before my time
I won't die blue
'Cause I've known you

If I die young bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Oh oh oh oh

Lord make me a rainbow
I’ll shine down on my mother
She'll know I’m safe with you
When she stands under my colors
Oh and life ain't always what you think it ought to be
No ain't even gray
But she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life
Well I’ve had just enough time

If I die young bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The sharp knife of a short life
Well I’ve had just enough time

And I’ll be wearing white
When I come into your kingdom
I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger
I’ve never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holdin’ my hand
There’s a boy here in town says he’ll love my forever
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life
Well I’ve had just enough time

So put on your best boys
And I’ll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts
Oh no I’ll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I’m a goner
And maybe then you’ll hear the words I been singin’
Funny when you’re dead how people start listenin’

If I die young bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

Oh oh
The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears
Keep ‘em in your pocket
Save them for a time
When you’re really gonna need ‘em oh
The sharp knife of a short life
Well I’ve had just enough time
So put on your best boys
And I’ll wear my pearls