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Old 11-14-2012, 12:46 PM   #5
WetSideRider
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Originally Posted by tblume View Post
So, philosophical question: when it's time to go, and given your druthers, is it sliding into the grave headfirst having sung the song of the sausage creature or persisting and forever exploring till the sandman cometh?
Is this an either/or question? I sort of expect to do both.

When singing the song of the sausage creature, I always expect to tell the story afterwards. Once in a while a little glitch (broken bones and orthopedic hardware in my case) gives one "pause".

The sandman might be resident in your right wrist, the gas pedal of the local garbage truck, the last whiskey sour your fellow commuter drank (or the cool sext message s/he was reading), the carcinogens you inadvertantly got exposed to, or the pesky DNA your parents gave you.

I don't live my life worrying over which one it's gonna be.

(Well, not too much, anyway. Healthy fear is just that.)
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