RE: Your trash is your responsibility
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I think he retired or possibly died of alcohol and/or subaru exhaust poisoning
Alcohol couldn't kill me. Neither could YMF's poisonous fumes, despite my many experiments with hoses duct-taped to his exhaust pipe. What actually killed me was a laughter overdose. I was making a campfire one night and when I went to rip out some pages of the Gideon Bible I've been using for tinder ever since I stole it from a motel in Kentucky, I found myself staring at the book of Ecclesiastes, and after the second verse I just fucking lost it. The overwhelming sense of misery and suffering cracked me up, and it had me laughing so hard that my respiratory system went into full of arrest and I died. Good news, though: hell is a fucking rager of a party. And nobody down here litters.
P.S. Points for using the word grody.
Misery is pretty hilarious in hindsight, I agree.
Good to read your words again!
See you in hell.
P.S. How many points?
Six hundred and sixty-six.
Isn't that the number of the beast?
OOooo should I call it? Is that how we get ahold of you these days?
666 is Satan's number. I don't have a phone. Best way to get ahold of me is to just litter. I should arrive within the next few decades to clean it up.
LOL!
Guess we won't be keeping in touch...