My ex used to whine about how he had a heart attack 3 years ago, and he’d do that self pity b******* “Why, God? Why didn’t you just take me?”. S***, I wondered that too, but then I realized – it’s because it’s not God who’ll be taking your p************ a**. I hope Satan a** r**** you with a flaming, splintered, wizard staff every single day. But, you’d probably enjoy that you big b****.
