i don't have a lot of positive things to say about the bush family, but i can't imagine what tomorrow looks like after 73 years.

that's something deserving of empathy, regardless of the topic of conversation.

i mentioned this the other day into my vlog camera. it'll come up to youtube, one day.

i'm walking by a cemetery and there's this old woman howling at the gravestone. i'm thinking to myself...

you howled at this poor bastard every day for how many years, and then you show up to his gravestone to keep at it? jesus, lady. it says rest in peace.

i'm an asshole, and i have a dark sense of humour, but i'm not heartless. and, the thought crosses my mind: i'm glad i'll never have to deal with that.

i could barely handle breaking up with somebody after a couple of years.

after 73 years? i don't think i'd make it a day.

not even if i hated the fucker, in the end.