Under no circumstances should my fate be put in the hands of pinhead politicians who couldn't pass ninth grade biology if their lives depended on it, or lawyers and doctors interested in simply running up their bills.
I,__________________, being of sound mind and body, wish to place the following conditions if I have to be kept alive by artificial means: If a reasonable amount of time passes and I fail to ask for at least three of the following: Glass of Feni Malcurado mangoes Sorpotel and Xacuti Freshly fried bangde; Goan style milk toffee Kraft cheese on crackers Bebinca and Doce Baji Fat grain rice and prawn curry; Pattoyo in leaves Tea with condensed milk Apa de camarao; Pork vindaloo and ambott tik Chickoos from the front yard Soor and tender coconuts Dodol with extra jaggery; Old monk with Kickapoo Ponos or borkoi Not forgetting kalvam and tisreo; The it should be presumed that I won't ever get better. When such a determination is reached, I hereby instruct my lawfully appointed attorney and attending physicians to pull the plug, reel in the tubes, let the 'fat lady sing,' and call it a day. After Beyonce and Frieda Pinto sing me a Lull-a-bye of course. Have a char-bottam (four finger) peg IT'S 7 O'CLOCK SOMEWHERE! -- Roland Francis http://roland-torontogoan.blogspot.com +1 (416) 453.3371
