Your present is this: The thought that one day, you will die. Ultimately alone, unloved, in your own puddle of piss, with sores and cuts all over your body, and people throwing chum all over you.
I use to be a shoe shinner now I sip Aunt Jamima, I go to sleep in Europe and wake back up in China. CLUB 977 The 80's Channel!!!!! -winamp radio is heaven on earth