'I want my mortician to lay me out with a gigantic smile on my face. My eyes should be closed, of course, but the grin must be EPIC. I'm not talking about some dinky little shy imitation of a Mona Lisa half-smile. I want a great big honking, crazy-assed-happy, face-splitting, toothy-grin. I would love to know that, at my funeral, not a single person was able to keep a straight face. Even better would be to know that many of them peed there pants laughing.
Now that's a funeral!'
- from Unlucky Stiff by Cynthia Celian
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