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Also, you know, this whole little coup event with you being trapped and all, it offers a unique moment in time that we should not squander. I am not saying that this will happen, however, I would feel bad if you did not take a moment to help write your eulogy.
Again, this is not likely to happen at all. Chances are, you are going to walk right out of there and get back to old blighty like the soldiers returning from WWII. Fanfare, parades, all that.
That said, if something should go terribly wrong, like the Sudanse "army" guys in the lobby turn out to be live organ harvesters or something, how would you like to be remembered? We can work on it.
RIP MITCH
He was a genuine twat. He moved poo. A lot of poo. He hardly missed a day of terrorizing America on TribalWar.com. He never donated. He was a stingy bastard. A tenacious whiner. Not once did he take good advice. He diligently reported his poker wins but never talked about the beats.
Mitch was a ginger. A tiny, whiny little ginger. He loved Dubai and Sharia law. Mitch had slaves. He took pretty good care of his slaves, though. As far as twats go, he was one of the big ones. You can't say "twat" without thinking of old Mitchell. Try it.
Maybe something like that for a starter.
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