Burn me. Scatter the ashes. Keep some if you want, or don't. Simple. Not like anyone's gonna mourn me but you and Lisa. Why bother thinking of any kind of funeral.
Spend the riches any way you want. Or bury them. Doesn't matter to me what you do with my stuff. I'll be dead.
[It's a depressing thing to think about and it's really no wonder why he doesn't think about it. He'd go out like the whisper of a frigid breeze in winter. No big party. No one crying. No one cares. So why make anything of it? Besides big things like a funeral with the whole mess of a wake is just too damn expensive. He's not paying people to dress up his body and lie about how much they're going to miss him. The whole damn thing is a racket and they're not getting a cent out of him even dead. Something private. Leaving it to Mick, no matter how hard it might be for him, would be the best way to go.
Course his riches are one thing but that Cold Gun is another. Could he let a weapon like that in anyone else's hands? There's no one he wants the torch passed to.]
Keep the gun for yourself and only you, or destroy it.
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Spend the riches any way you want. Or bury them. Doesn't matter to me what you do with my stuff. I'll be dead.
[It's a depressing thing to think about and it's really no wonder why he doesn't think about it. He'd go out like the whisper of a frigid breeze in winter. No big party. No one crying. No one cares. So why make anything of it? Besides big things like a funeral with the whole mess of a wake is just too damn expensive. He's not paying people to dress up his body and lie about how much they're going to miss him. The whole damn thing is a racket and they're not getting a cent out of him even dead. Something private. Leaving it to Mick, no matter how hard it might be for him, would be the best way to go.
Course his riches are one thing but that Cold Gun is another. Could he let a weapon like that in anyone else's hands? There's no one he wants the torch passed to.]
Keep the gun for yourself and only you, or destroy it.