At the next Athens meet I am totally stabbing you in the chest with the Kershaw pocket knife I have on me every waking minute of the day.
Afterwards, you can ask yourself... "Self, do I really care about the other 99 people he's gonna kill with that knife besides me?" And you're gonna respond to yourself by saying to yourself "Self... I'm dead. Who cares? AIN'T NOBODY GOT NO TIME FOR DAT!!!!!"
If only you had a gun to stop me from the dastardly deed that I am planning. But alas... You do not. Oh well.
Call me from the afterlife and tell me how it is. I'm curious.







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