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

[senryu.livejournal.com]

Easier said than done. By the time you're ready to do it, you're in no condition to be doing anything fancy and you just don't want to mess up or have some idjit try to stop you. I'd like to go out like Butch and Sundance myself, but we'll just have to wait and see.