Everyone I knew will be at the wake. As the first of my friends and family approach the casket, they let out a gasp. The casket is empty. Suddenly, the lights go out. The Space Jam Theme Song begins to play as the room is illuminated with disco balls and a laser light show. The lights reveal my body is swinging from a ceiling fan in the center of the room. Funerals are too depressing, and I want mine to be a celebration of life. No money is mentioned in my will, it is all going to the open bar