grab a sniper and get to work.
Get right with Jesus
Chaos.
My attorney has recommended that I do not answer this question.
I read this as in ‘Fear and loathing in Las Vegas’
Shoot a billionaire
for legal reasons: “a billionaire” is what I call heroin.
you will likely just get fentanyl unless you make some new decent connections, do some planning and prep, know which vein to hit etc.
you need more than a day
also I thought heroin fucking sucks the first time you take it unless you already have opioid tolerance
you feel good, sure, but Iyou want to puke so fucking bad
walk up to any old lady with a bad hip
figure out if she has Alzheimer’s
if she does
congratulations, you are her relative
dig through her medicine cabinet
look for percs, oxys or maybe you strike gold with morphine amps
don’t actually do this, you will go to jail if it legit isn’t your last day
Plan A: Mostly just play my guitars. Probably cook a nice dinner: steak, baked potato, asparagus, beer, ice cream. Talk about movies with my son (his favorite subject), and make sure to tell him that’s he’s the only thing that was ever truly important to me. Then I could go happy.
Plan B: Go to the state capital, and take out as many MAGAs as I can.
This was the most wholesome response. You can live.
Aw. I was looking forward to it.
Give away my stuff to people who could use it and then go to a bar arcade or something like that
weep and hug my dogs
some of it tears of joy that it’s finally over, but mostly not.
I’d try doing some Luigi shit
Go-karts. Then sex, followed by more go-karts and pizza
Same thing we do every day. Take over the world.
Die
Freeze with indecision
I’d spend half the day wondering what to do
Back to sleep.
