I'm Dead
Yes, apparently I'm dead. But, if I remember right, Tzim is on a mountian somewhere, working his ass off. I don't have to worry about him hurting me because he isn't here, which is good. I guess I shouldn't say things about people's mother. Making comments about your mother is so fun, though. I mean, I remember the things I would say to Sonny about his mother. I used to think about it all day at work, then lay it on him when we were riding at night. I'd get so excited when I got off from work because I was going to slam his mom. Aaaah, the good old days. I wish I could do that with my son, but he would know that I meant most of what I said, which isn't the case with Tzm and Sonny...well, Tzim, anyway. Hurry back, Tzim...I need a good spanking.
~J
~J
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Paul, now you're dead too. It sucks because I really liked hanging out with you guys. Oh well, I'll shed a tear when I feed you both into the wood chipper...
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