Found out today that they gave my mom 6 months to a year to live, depending on the treatment. This wasn't exactly unexpected, but it still fucking sucks to hear.
Not so much that I want to forget anything, as I feel the urge to do something really, really stupid. You know, like go streaking through a parade or pick a fight with a 300-lb ex-con.
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Were I remotely close, I'd happily buy you enough brew to make you forget your NAME, let alone this.
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I get it
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