a Short one.
After the death of Rayle Gros (R.I.P.)
everyone has been feeling kinda weird about death.
I'm going to clear some things up right now! When I die, You motherfuckers will NOT have a wake. You will NOT bury me, and you most certainly will NOT grieve.
It will be forbidden to wear black, unless you are a hot chick, because a black dress makes you 10x hotter.
On that note; hot chicks will be required to attend.
It will be forbidden to show my corpse. im not that pretty anyway and i guarantee death won't improve me.
You will also not put me in the ground to be worm food.
This is how my death will go, whether you like it or not.
I will have a viking style pyre-ship set sail from some place in Cocodrie.
As my pyre is gliding toward the setting sun, a podium will be erected and a mic system hooked up.
All visitors will be required to write a haiku.
All visitors will be required to pull an "accent" from the "manual accent selector" (hat)
All visitors will be required to read their haiku with their randomly selected accent.
All visistors will be judged on theis reading. The winner gets to lead the salute to my pyre.
All visitors will then be required to get drunk and talk about the good times we had and the dumb shit ive said.
All visitors will be required to vomit from alcohol consumption at least once.
everyone has been feeling kinda weird about death.
I'm going to clear some things up right now! When I die, You motherfuckers will NOT have a wake. You will NOT bury me, and you most certainly will NOT grieve.
It will be forbidden to wear black, unless you are a hot chick, because a black dress makes you 10x hotter.
On that note; hot chicks will be required to attend.
It will be forbidden to show my corpse. im not that pretty anyway and i guarantee death won't improve me.
You will also not put me in the ground to be worm food.
This is how my death will go, whether you like it or not.
I will have a viking style pyre-ship set sail from some place in Cocodrie.
As my pyre is gliding toward the setting sun, a podium will be erected and a mic system hooked up.
All visitors will be required to write a haiku.
All visitors will be required to pull an "accent" from the "manual accent selector" (hat)
All visitors will be required to read their haiku with their randomly selected accent.
All visistors will be judged on theis reading. The winner gets to lead the salute to my pyre.
All visitors will then be required to get drunk and talk about the good times we had and the dumb shit ive said.
All visitors will be required to vomit from alcohol consumption at least once.