you haven't told me what you're going to do with the money yet.
i'm going to roll it up into a big fat blunt and smoke it.
money is plastic nowadays, won't you die from the poisonous fumes?
not to mention the third degree burns on my hands and lips.
so you intend to go through all this rigmarole just so you can die an horrifically painful death?
i figured there's no possible way i can ever die happy but i can definitely die rich.
by Lliam Amor, Dan Beeston and the Goatlord.
©2009 Dan Beeston
I tried to die once.
It didn't take...
because I am IMMORTAL!
There can be only dumb.