Why you got to get so complicated? Sewer rat might taste like pumpkin pie but I'd never know cuz I wouldn't eat te filthy motherfucker.
Still, sky burials for the win.
I told the missus to put a wood chipper on the aft deck and just toss my corpse on on there for the sharks and sail where you will with nitty glee, should I somehow die first.
It could happen. I guess. Hypothetically. I would need to take up smoking again, or quit again, or maybe start shooting heroin again or something for that to happen, though. Probably.
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