Well, sat down with the wife and we went through our stuff and worked out a will. We talked about death and the costs of coma state living. I told her i did not want to ever be in a vegative state infront of a machine living on bottled fluids etc..


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So the bitch unpluged the computer and poured out all my beer.


Russell

 

R.i.p.

 

 

 

So how did you make this post?

 

She has yet to find the laptop. Hidden in the book case in a binder,
beside the scotch