I was on a plane to Vegas once.
While on it, some guy died.
one time i was on the T here in boston and some old woman died on the train.
I shot a man in Brooklyn, just to watch him die.
How did you know she died? Did everyone run away from the train like they were going to catch death or something? The people on the plane freaked all out. I could see his feet when they were trying to put the life back in him. Then the rerouted use to Cleveland. I sat there all night; missed a day of Vegas.
Quote:I sat there all night; missed a day of Vegas.
thats the real tragedy
couple years ago i worked in a cafe in riverside park. we were hosting a company picnic for what i thought was an old people home. anyway, one guy was playing softball for a while, stopped because he was tired and came over and got a hamburger. sat down to eat and keeled over dead. one of the waitresses was doing cpr for probably a good 20-30 minutes before paramedics found their way down there. turns out he had a massive coronary and was gonna drop dead any day. still can't figure out if it was lucky or unfortunate that he was spending his day with his 5 year old daughter
i know she died because they stopped the train at the next stop and the paramedics took her off the train after trying to revive her.
i am blushing. lets do the nasty!
what exactly is the nasty? i am not sure. i heard some guys on my corner say it and i thought i would use it to sound cool.
oh. wanna do something else instead?
why does it all sound so evil. can't we do something nice and clean?
i could polish your rectum.