Wishes upon death

“I want to be duct-taped to a missle and fired into space naked. Well, cover the p.  Might be kids there. Orrrrrrr…Make me into a pinata! Fill me with little booze shots and beat them outta me.” (except he actually spelled pinata like penita)

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