However, near the end of the funeral, I want the organist to start playing "Pop Goes The Weasel", over and over, faster and faster, while my loved ones stare at my coffin in horrified anticipation.
My oldest sister actually begged ffor permission to do that in my funeral if I die before her. I told her yes, but only if being scattered over Disneyland wasn't approved. (Oh, and I don't wanna be cremated)