Funerals are weird ones; basically all the people you'd want at a party getting together to remember you and your exploits, often they're pretty grim but, shit, even celebrations of life are largely the same thing- everyone is just wearing football shirts instead. Why not ball out and express yourself one last time, in spite of wimpy shit like loved ones' emotions and massive expenditure? I hope my last hurrah has party hats, early '10s dubstep, very little clothing, gurning - basically a condensed Malia holiday situated on consecrated ground. A recently deceased Taiwanese politician had a similar idea, check it out:
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