Last night I went to a viewing of one of my best friend’s 20 year old cousin. He was out celebrating the end of his semester at college and was at a bar with a friend. When the friend went to the bathroom he left him there and walked home alone. His parents were picking him up Sunday and he was nowhere to be found when they got there. Apparently on his walk home he tried to take a shortcut, fell into a ravine, hit his head on a rock and drown. His body was found on Tuesday morning.
I showed up for the viewing at the same time as my younger brother and we waited the two and a half hours to get to the front of the line together. The line was even longer when we left than when we got there. There had to have been over two thousand people there. I haven’t seen the kid in about 15 years, but from what I’ve heard about him he seems to have been just like my little brother. The one thing that really got to me was the picture of him in his Terrell Owens jersey since my little brother has the same one.
You probably can’t tell from reading my blog, but I’m a ginormous pussy. I’ll surely cry like a little bitch at my wedding and I got really choked up thinking about anything ever happening to my brothers and seeing how his brothers were dealing with it. Life’s too short, have fun, smile, look at porn, look at starburst porn, get laid.
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