Always figured if I was gona off myself I'd go out big time Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas style.
Slappen drinks out of peoples hands and telling them to fuck off huffing gas and shit.
I remember bartending and we had a huge buffet out for a company work thing we were hosting. This fucking drunk as fuck guy roamed in made a mountain of a plate that had food falling off the edges onto the floor, wasn't invited or part of the function.
The guy takes a big bite of some turkey right there in the line among all the dressed up people at tables, makes a disgusted face and spits it out everywhere and yells "Shits dry" and gets escorted out by the security. What a magnificent bastard that was.
OK I'm going off the rails a bit from the thread ADIOS REXX.
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