Funeral instructions for The Oatmeal:
Last weekend my family had a BBQ. I told them that when I died I wanted my body to be hurled via trebuchet into an erupting volcano, and I even wrote down specific instructions for my funeral service.
They told me this was not logistically possible and a hugely inconsiderate thing to do to a grief stricken family.
I called them a bunch of a-holes and soccer-kicked the watermelon off the picnic table and into the bushes.
This would be an epic funeral. I especially love the little snack bar and brilliant usage of a trebuchet.
My funeral will be the most amazing party ever, as I want to be remembered as a happy guy. It shall rage on for however many hours as I was years old. If i die at 98, 4 day party baby!