If I suddenly discovered it were my last day, I'd go write the most confusing complicated will I could come up with, requesting stupid things, just to torment people after I'm gone just as I do in life. I'd sit down with a phone book, call everybody I dislike and inform them of my coming death, while informing them that though I'm dying, my hatred for them will live on forever. Bang my girlfriend. And fnally, get in a car and go drive like an even bigger maniac than I always do. Ain't like a dead man awalking has much to lose.


I'd like to die doing something important, and probably suicidally stupid. As long as I go out laughing, I don't care how it happens.

Depends on how I die... if it's something suicidally stupid that's kill everyone nearby, I think I'd rather go it alone. If not, I'd want anyone who'd miss me when I'm gone.

My last words would be copyrighted. My last breath will be spent saying, "I will never... become a memory."