As many of you may know by now, we have entered the Summer Of Death. Everywhere you turn someone is dead or dying, reminding us that our time in limited on this planet. This summer, in the free time you have between funerals, do something you enjoy. Grab the theoretical bull by the theoretical horns. Not literally though, it is the Summer Of Death and you can't be too careful. You could lock yourself inside until Fall. But Surely, that won't help a bit. We've all seen enough Final Destination flicks to know that Death is a relentless perfectionist who get's really pissed when you fuck with his plan. Our best bet to avoid a catastrophic death in some strange and disturbing manner is to just stay the course, know that it's all going to be over soon. Enjoy your time left on the Earth and if a bunch of us happen to survive the summer, we can go looting together in celebration. Unless a zombie outbreak happens and we are forced to start a militia. 20,000 points to whoever nails Farah Faucett. I mean with a shotgun you sick sick minded person.
I wonder if Micheal Jackson is going to start releasing recordings he did that no one has heard before for the next 20-30 years. You know, like that one dead "musician" who was actually black.12pack? Something like that. LOL. I just imagined Zombie Michael Jackson singing about Zombie Billy Mays.
"Bill Mayz is not my lover,
He's just a dude,
who sold lots of stuff.
I really love Vinces' nuts."
I am so going to hell for this, and given the state of things, I might see a lot of you there really soon. So, I'll bring the icewater and someone else can bring steaks. We'll have a party. No, Ed, you are not invited - unless we've won the $100,000,000.