So, what the fuck dude!!
You must have needed a jazz saxophone player last time you took a young nephew from me. I guess this time, you must have needed another gardener, eh?
I am too involved here to give a blue fuck about heaven - Earth NEEDS more gardeners, you shithole!! You have plenty, already!!!
GET YOUR OWN!!! MAKE SOME from the shit you throw away!!
DAMN YOU!!
DON'T take my favorites!
OOPS!
Question:
Can you see tomorrow, really?
That looked edge and funny, but I didn't get it. FUCK!
It was just past my nephew's birthday. The boy/man was an incredibly brilliant and white-shield good guy. He died at twenty one. He was a most gifted and amazing musician, sax player.
I was out playing to vent some, mostly. I am sorry to have put you into puzzlement, but viewing his body after him being electrocuted and turned into smoking ash was just as puzzling as not knowing anything, to me. I just spit out some pain. Nothing more. I thought everyone knew that I had lost my nephew by electrocution at his job during this time two years before.
the minor rant was not actually meant for those who did not know of this family tragedy