Being respectful, positive and still honest with my feelings? Okay then.
"Phil Burnell is gone, forever, and this is a tragedy for all who cared about him. So thank you for being here, Mister King Swagginz. Your money really helped to pay this funeral.
So what can we say about the man who committed himself to his most beloved hobby and made it his job, for straight 50 years, a legacy no one ever achieved? He had the guts to say what he wanted, no matter the outcome. He tried his best to be the best person he could be, even so this was not enough in the eyes of his social surrounding.
He had good friends, he had lovers, he had the money to pay his bills. He was proud of what he got and he was persistent enough to hold it until his last breathe. He left behind four houses and eight cars, three limited Wolverine figurines, and of course a hole in our heart. We will never find a ... person ... who will enjoy us as much as he did.
At least he died while doing what he loved most, he was best in and never failed to do so. Begging. So let us never forget his last words which will echo for generations: 'Oh my god, I can not believe I am dying, even so I hit the illness first, but then it killed me. Wauw. Great job in healthcare you stupid fuck medical doctors'. And then he laughed like he always did and clapped his hands. 'It is all the fault of my tax attorney who screwed me up 45 years ago. Not my fault, I did everything right in life'. And then he logged off, from life. These last words should be a lesson to all of us. No matter what other people say, no matter where you stand in life, you should never forget that each of us is the centre of our own personal universe. There is no wrong, because every step carries us forward to the inevitable end anyway.
Thank you, Phil. We will ... we will think of you, sometimes. And what lessons you left behind. So many thinks we should - and even more - thinks we should never do."
So where is the damn cake?