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When I die, I want to start a new funeral tradition.
I want my body to be stuffed with explosives. I will then be flung from a trebuchet (similar to a catapult). At the highest point in my trajectory, the explosives will detonate (timer? remote control? I haven't worked that part out yet), raining gibs down on the crowd below. True, people will not like it, but they will always remember me.
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