About a few weeks ago I had a conversation with my family about planning our funerals when we die. I told my family and my fiancee that when I go...and I mean this in all sincerity...I want a party thrown in my memory instead of having a bunch of people mourning my death. The way I feel, you're not mourning someone's death, you're celebrating someone's life. I'm gonna have my family invite everyone I knew...even the people who hated me. Diddn't like me? screw it! C'mon buy and have a beer and some food, listen to some good music and shake yo' stinking @$$.
I just feel that if I'm gonna pass into the great beyond, I just wanna have the people who cared about me remember me with love and fond menories as they have one last party in my honor. But, that's just me.
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