Anonymous1: He sucked as an artist, so he went home, swallowed an entire bottle of Valium, hung himself, and while he thrashed about in the air he put a wavering gun to his head and pulled the trigger. Because of his thrashing, the bullet missed and instead cut the rope, causing him to come crash-landing onto his chair, stomach first, which made him vomit up the Valium.
Realizing that he could become a better person from this experience, and finding new joy in life, he went down to make some toast. Suddenly, he was attacked by a retard which exploded on contact with him. No one came to his funeral and he is now buried in an unmarked grave in downtown Nowhere, the tombstone at this very moment being peed on by a stray dog with herpes.
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What the hell happened to him...?
Realizing that he could become a better person from this experience, and finding new joy in life, he went down to make some toast. Suddenly, he was attacked by a retard which exploded on contact with him. No one came to his funeral and he is now buried in an unmarked grave in downtown Nowhere, the tombstone at this very moment being peed on by a stray dog with herpes.