When I am gone and you lay me low, do not weep for me, I would not want it so. Throw a party, invite my friends and enemies alike. Serve my favorite foods and take utter delight. Drink until you have had your fill, the tab is on me. Its the least I can do, because you had to put up with me. Know with comfort that I have gone on to a better place. Some where more peaceful I think. So remember me with fondness or remember me with a leer. How ever you like, drink up and be of good cheer. If you are my friend, know that you will be missed. If you are my enemy, then to you I say this. You have finally won, I met my fate. Just take a moment while your sober to think of who you will now hate. So take stock of your own lives, and say farewell as I go to my eternal rest. Shed no tears for me unless their of joy, just celebrate my death.