When they find THC in your system, you can forget the fantasy that you'll be giving some kid your heart, or anything close to that. But don't feel sad. They'll definitely use your body for obscene experiments, that they save for cadavers that don't pass a drug test, and therefore, have no other use.
:thumbsup:

I don't mind, though. I'm fucking dead. What do I care?

P.S.
The ultimate for me, would be for me to become a stand up skeleton display, at some university, like in a biology class. I'd get to chill with the class everyday. People would decorate me for whatever holiday was going on, (I'd be fun at Halloween time. ) All kinds of good times.