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.

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[hnybny.livejournal.com]

Control is what he wanted, and what he had in the end. No matter how you look at it.