My last will and testament

The number of death pacts or wishes I have that are related to comedy movies is sort of crazy. Well, it's not that many, but any at all is pretty weird, right? By the way, I'm totally serious about all of these. Totally. So here they are, in order of when they were made:

1) Nick and I decided that when we get way too old for our own good, we too shouldn't not die in a freak gasoline fight "accident." Screw MacArthur, we're going out in a bang.

2) Karin and I decided that we will have "Dust in the wind" played at our funerals. All the old people will be laughing, and the young'uns will be like, "Hey, that's my grandfather! You're so insensitive!"

3) While watching The Big Lebowski a few days ago, I decided that to top off my comedy movie related death wishes, I should have my ashes dispersed into the pacific ocean, transported there in a folgers coffee can. Dude, urns and coffins are totally rip-offs. Wow, I just realized that if I really stick to The Big Lebowski, I literally will be dust in the wind. And also in the face of whoever is unfortunate enough to be standing downwind. That definitely seals the deal.

I have a wallet with inlaid tinfoil

Sad, but true. (What if people try to track my RFID parking pass!?) And as such, I found this (via metafilter) to be hilarious. At least I'm not quite that bad yet, so I'm allowed to laugh at it. Good stuff.

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