Dear God. What ever happened to going down the pub and drowning one's sorrows?Originally Posted by Murderous lunatic
Or going to the study with a whiskey and a revolver and blowing your own brains out?
Dear God. What ever happened to going down the pub and drowning one's sorrows?Originally Posted by Murderous lunatic
"I'm just going through a tough time right now, I'm sorry," the 40-year-old suspect who had recently declared bankruptcy allegedly told police as he was taken into custody.
Or going to the study with a whiskey and a revolver and blowing your own brains out?
"If there is a sin against life, it consists not so much in despairing as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this one."
Albert Camus "Noces"
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