I can’t decide if this is a really great way to die or a really shitty way to die.
I’m leaning toward really shitty.
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I can’t decide if this is a really great way to die or a really shitty way to die.
I’m leaning toward really shitty.
I’m leaning towards really shitty and embarassing too.
Kinda spoils the mood, doesn’t it?
Nah, Im leaning towards a great way.
Jenny, Rachel’s (my 14-y-o daughter) first sitter who now works and lives in Columbia–the sitter who watched her until she went to college, told me about this today. Her brother (who also sat for our kids) dated a girl who was with them the night they died! He knew them indirectly…! She told me a few details, but I guess they’re “off the record”.
Bizarre that I’d read this right after I talked to Kayce…
in the sense that death under any circumstances kinda blows, yeah, it was shitty.
otherwise, it doesn’t seem like such a bad way to go.
(if ya gotta go, go with a bang … sorry. now I’m ashamed. *hangs head*)
I fell off a roof once (seriously), I should write about it one day.
I HATE when that happens. Did you know that in some Romance languages the phrase “the little death” refers to ORGASM. Well now you do.
I’m not sure I would consider an Orgasm a ‘little death’. Kinda kills the ‘romance’ to think of it that way.
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