I have encountered this story in several different forms. Some are more elaborate, but I'm just giving you the most basic form:
A group of friends is sitting around discussing life, the universe and everything. Eventually the subject of death comes up. Each of the friends describes what kind of funeral and memorial they would like, and how they would like to be remembered.
One of the group declares, "When I die, bury me standing on my head."
All the other members of the group look at him astounded, and say, almost in unison, "What? Why would you want to be buried upside down?"
He replies, "If we are right side up in this world, I want to be upside down in the next."
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