allonblack

When I die it better be grand and very very manly.

If I die from a tire blowout and my car flipping off the Fremont... I'll be pissed. If I fall asleep while my house is on fire, and I don't wake up, I'll be pissed.

But, I'm in a bar and a knife fight breaks out and I try to break it up with my knife, and I get stabbed by both parties, that's fine. If I I die from alcohol poisoning. That's fine too. Or even lung cancer. God fucking bless you John Wayne.

But so help me God, if I burn alive at a fucking Great White concert......