In the case of my death.

You put the word "death" in anything and people think you are being dramatic about shit. Don't get me wrong, it's plenty dramatic. I just don't understand how everyone else thinks it's not going to happen to them. It could happen in 50 years or tomorrow but it's going to happen. When you are surrounded by death and pain for 5ish years, you tend to get used to the topic. 

Anyways the number one rule regarding my death, do not let anyone at Swigs pub and grill do any type of service or wake for me. For the love of all things holy. Don't let anyone who works there, frequents there or has done a rail of 20% low test off the back of the toilets in there be anywhere around my sorry remains. Those death merchants are worse than Mcinnis and Holloway, without the actual services. They just want to pack the place and reap the rewards. Not that I could pack the place anymore, they have certainly made sure of that. In fact, if I die tomorrow it's at least 50% because of the people at Swigs pub and grill. 

Whoever wants to show up can show up, just remember, if you contributed to the utter mess of my last 2 years, or perpetuated any type of brutal rumour about me, maybe sit this one out chief. 

I want this music to be represented and ONLY THIS MUSIC. If anyone else tries to fuck with this, tell them to beat it. 

Spotify Playlist called "Kick it" on my spotify profile. 

(Reminder to write a will). 

I've given the playlist to Chelsey M. so she should have the final version.