Last night my mom and I were sitting in the living room talking about the many things of life... in-between... we talked about the idea of living or dying.
I said to her: ' Mom, never let me live in a vegetative state, totally dependent on machines and liquids from a bottle. If you see me in that state I want you to disconnect all the contraptions that are keeping me alive, I'd much rather die'.
Then my mom got up from the sofa with this real look of admiration towards me...and proceeded to disconnect the TV, the Cable, the DVD, the Computer, the Cell Phone, the Ipod, and the Xbox, and then went to the fridge and threw away all my beer!!
Received this from someone I confided with recently. Someone whom feel more of a father than my actual one. Just love how beer was put into the context. I hope you won't be able to find your way here. I am not indulging in gambling!! Call my bluff?
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