No drama just a "funny" thought I had
The man downed a bottle of scotch to flush down the few boxes of
Oxycodone he just swallowed.
He climbed on a chair while he
still could with a knife in his hands.
Put the noose around his
neck jumped off the chair
as he split his guts open
in a Seppuku / Hara-Kiri manner.
After a long inquest the experts
concluded it was a cry for help!
methinks that this business of no shame and no guilt is ONLY good when you're DED
if you die alone preferably
