Knead—Aw, that’s alright; Adam knows I pride myself on being morbid (though not moribund; not quite yet, I hope!).
Scarlett—I have an organ donor’s card (“Take what you want, but use what you take!”). Oh, and I also have a note to pull the plug if I so much as take a too-long nap. No Sunny von Bulow, I.
Cap’n—My plans will only cost a couple of hundred bucks: prompt cremation and scattering in a pond near where I grew up.
The minute I had a kid I made a will. I don’t care what happens to the material possesions but the raising of my kid I want to have a say in. I made damn sure I named a guardian that I like and trust rather than leave such an important matter to the capricious and idiotic state should Mr Blue and I snuff it while he’s a minor.
as for final disposal, Mr Blue has expressed a preference for being left out in a hefty bag, but I think knowing our sanitation men, they’d just leave it as too heavy for one bag.