Look on the bright side, at least you'll have family
to ship you off to an old folks home when you're
wrinkle and gray. Me? The gutter baby, its calling for
me... Of course, the gutter is probably cleaner then
old folks home but at least you'll be getting laid.
And by laid, I mean raped by the male nurses... That
doesn't seem so bright after all. Hey, there's always
suicide. If you want to make the papers, murder-suicide.
Now a days, you need to do something dramtic simply to
make the local news. If you need any ideas, let me know.
posted by Evil Wayne @ 4:11 PM
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