Monday, August 8, 2011

Last Words.

With my last dying breath, I will say something damning to the friends and family that will survive me.  Perhaps, something like, 'Curse ye wretched foes, your children will suffer and endure unending misfortune.'  Most will probably know that I was joking, depending on how well they knew me.  They'll probably be quite upset that I wasted my last words making some stupid joke that is really quite negative and inconsiderate, considering the rather emotional climate of my premature death.

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