Always Look on the Bright Side of Life

Well, after these last few days, I've learned that people have some strange requests for their funeral. That being said; when I go I'd like to be buried in a spacesuit, and I'd consider any less than 3 Shetland ponies at the mass simply disgraceful. Oh, and I'd really like to have Stifler read my eulogy. No, not this Stifler, this one. What, do you think I'm crazy?

Thank all of you who left such kind comments. Everyone else can just bite me.

** Addendum: I don't need to point out that I was joking, do I? Oh, good, I didn't think so.**

Bite me hard.