It's easy. If I die, whatever is usuable can be used. Otherwise toss me on a fire and do what you want with the ashes. It's not like I'll give a damn. When I'm on my deathbed, I'll dramatically clutch the neck of my son's shirt, and gasp out, "Use my body to help others!" then my eyes will widen, I will fall back on the bed, gasp for breath, and die.
Then the doctors will descend with their coolers, ice, and scalpels.
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