"Saturday, August 18, 2029."
Saturday is my favorite day. :fuzemb: |
That's bizarre...acording to this...I'm already dead...
*Pause.* ...Or not. Maybe I'll die Sunday, December 18, 2061. If I'm lucky, maybe it will be in the middle of Church during communion, and everyone will think the wine was poisoned. Yes! |
40 more years for me. Shit, 57? That's kinda young.
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I die in 2081... thats just great >_>
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Hilarious. |
how fake this is.
don't care when I die. |
Who said it was serious?? I still laugh at people who take this serious.
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