it might interest you to know that all things die, mr. ree. but maybe one day, soon, all that will be left of you is a photograph and a bunch of obnoxious f--ktard posts on the internet, and maybe lots of people will care and remember you fondly! or not.
Not all things die, just overweight lonely slugs like yourself whose body won't be found until it stinks up the entire trailer park. When your bloated corpse is found, the only comments will be about how much you smelled, who the fuck were you and why your trailer why was filled with Hello Kitty comic books.
i'll give you some amusement points for your response, mister belligerence (sorry, "mystery"), but you were right on only 1/5 of your attempts to badmouth. (you did get the "who the fuck am i" very correctly)
none of that will actually prevent you from dying, however. so a question-- how would you like people to remember you? the way you currently are? or as a slightly better class of human being? just curious, is all.
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best post of the week
none of that will actually prevent you from dying, however. so a question-- how would you like people to remember you? the way you currently are? or as a slightly better class of human being? just curious, is all.
Would love if someone could do a comparison with today