Damn it, Hunter!

[docwebster]

You should have gone out in one last, glorious mescaline fueled binge. You should have been shot while running naked across the field at the Super Bowl, waving a phony bomb, looking out for giant polka dotted bats and chugging a bottle of Wild Turkey in one hand all the while smoking a bowl of premium hash in that pipe of yours!

How in the wild, blue hell could you go in such a hopelessly mundane way as suicide?

You stupid, stupid, stupid son of a bitch.

Reincarnation had by God better be true, because you owe us a glorious death, you magnificent bastard.

Comments

[kshandra]

I don't know. Something about the way he did it - just putting down the phone in the middle of talking to his wife and eating his gun - is still very him.






(I still have the key, sweetheart.)

[disgruntledgrrl.livejournal.com]

Sort of like the final punctuation to the ending sentence.