I have already informed my family that I will not be able to afford an expensive nursing home which would allow me to die with dignity. I don’t want to be cremated in a cardboard box with fake plastic gold handles or laid to rest in one of those letterbox wall thingymajigs on an artificial turf lawn either, and so my friends, I am taking things into my own hands.

Some of you may have noticed that I have been late posting some of my blog articles. Allow me to explain. I have moved to South America. I want to spend my final years enjoying life, having a beer on the beach beneath the warm subtropical sun and I want to die in dignity.

This is a snapshot of me and Dignity. Click on image for larger NSFW view.

A tip of the turban to Constant reader Bernard Wishnia for this email forward which I have modified slightly.