Well not anymore. He might be but I won't ever know. I will imagine he is though
LOL I'm pretty fucking happy. I'd have to be retarded to not be happy with my life. My life is fucking awesome.
Hell yeah!
Me too.
I can go downstairs right fucking now and grab an $800 bottle of wine, drink it, drive a Porsche GT3 RS erratically through the city, catch an OUI, and give the cops the finger - and probably not do more than a weekend in jail.
I've got a wife beside me who has the body of a gymnast, does anything I ask, loves me unconditionally, and makes me happy.
I've got a grandchild from a daughter who idolizes me just a few minutes drive away, that I can see any time, that I know is going to have an excellent life, and is absolutely adorable.
The list goes on...
Damned right, I'm fucking happy.
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