When I die (and yes Melissa, that day will come; yes, Melissa, everythings in your name), I want my funeral to be a huge showbiz affair with lights, cameras, action... I want Craft Services, I want paparazzi and i want publicists making a scene! I want it to be Hollywood all the way. I dont want some rabbi rambling on; I want Meryl Streep crying, in five different accents. I dont want a eulogy; I want Bobby Vinton to pick up my head and sing Mr. Lonley. I want to look gorgeous, better dead than i do alive. I want to be buried in a Valentino gown and I want Harry Winston to make me a toe tag. And i want a wind machine so that even in the casket my hair is blowing just like Beyonces. RIP
Posted on: Fri, 05 Sep 2014 10:52:36 +0000