None for me, thanks. Except for that bitter, humorless flavor, it’s practically tasteless. PETA president Ingrid Newkirk woke up Monday and noticed that it had been, like, hours since her last obnoxious publicity stunt. So she posted her will online, just to reassure her fans that death won’t prevent her from continuing to get up everyone’s nose in the most annoying manner possible:

…That the “meat” of my body, or a portion thereof, be used for a human barbecue, to remind the world that the meat of a corpse is all flesh, regardless of whether it comes from a human being or another animal, and that flesh foods are not needed;…

There’s more, of course. Ingrid has many, many grievances about animal mistreatment, and a whole slew of body parts she plans to use to express them. Sadly, this isn’t going to happen. (Even more sadly, it isn’t going to happen in the immediate future.) The authorities have a no-fun-at-all attitude towards funeral arrangements that puts most of the really creative methods of corpse disposal off limits. But Ingrid could still donate her body to science. Maybe researchers could find the hypertrophied gland that makes her such a relentlessly aggravating attention whore.