If I were given a death sentence around the age of 100, this is how I'm going to die:
After the doctor tells me that I'm going to die, (hypothetically. don't worry it's not gonna happen soon) I will do everything I can to get morbidly obese. Like, my goal is to get around 450 pounds.
This is the logic as to why:
The ashes of a mouse is a lot less than the ashes of a Great Dane. Therefore the bigger you are, the more ashes you have. When I get cremated, I want a ton of ashes so I can spread myself around the world.
My ashes would spread to Los Angeles, UCLA, Paris, China, Australia, Hawaii, Mt. Everest, etc.
Yeah =]
"And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit." -2 Corinthians 3:18
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