04-06-2015, 12:30 AM
(04-05-2015, 08:27 PM)sally Wrote: If you ever find me stuck on the shitter with a bag of crab Rangoon and a supersized Big Gulp please just shoot me. Then throw me in the river a weigh me down with boulders.
The beer box story was 100% true. That was some damn bullshit.
I don't own a gun, so I might have to rob a junkie at knife point and then shoot you with heroin instead of bullets before I weigh you down with boulders and toss you into the river.
You'd have to be scarfing down the CR and gulping the 72 ouncer in a shitter in your neck of the woods for me to keep that promise though. If you pulled that crap while you were visiting California, I'd end up having to toss your stinking corpse into a dry river bed or a measly gutter puddle or something -- kinda risky for me.
I'm starting to miss you and resent you at the same time just thinking about it. Just stop eating dinner on the toilet and such sadness and despair can be avoided altogether.