when I die, please do not pick me as the representative of my species, do not pull my skin around a model shaped like my body and please do not pin me to a wall with all the others that happen to live in this state... do not place me in a cabinet somewhere in a hallway between larger exhibition halls with larger specimens in amazingly decorated environments...
May we carry dried out bits of you on our key-chains for luck?
(i am laughing so hard now... ob boy... haha... yeah... the lucky toes...)
that is just a brilliant picture witold... and made all the better by what you wrote with it :)