Most likely cremated and tossed into Fighting Creek with the rest of my ancestors. But my brother, sister and I are the last of our line. (My brother says, "Well, if we are to be the last, let's go out with a bang! !!"
So if I'm to be the very last, and have put my brother and sister in before me, I intend to fly to Africa, walk feebly into a pride of perplexed lions, and whack them all with a stick!
At least I'll be providing a meal to something, and my digested parts will be reincarnated as part of a lion. My remaining parts will become petrified scat on the Serengeti. Somehow fitting, n'est pas?
(If I decide to go out with a bang, I'll do something involving rope, myself, and a HUGE fireworks rocket).