I think if they're going to sit on my corpse's lap to get Subway, if the sub is then thrown at ice/cops/brown shirts, then that's all the 'celebration of life' I'll need. No funeral required. If I can then haunt tf out of said cops, bonus.

Look, I don’t even know why you’re so upset. That’s a beautiful way to honor your life.

Live lap love as they say

Oh my god stop. I’m doing a whole moody pissed off thing here and now my family isn’t buying it. It’s called passive aggression and it’s *usually* fantastic.