So, as it's Friday, I may drink tonight.

[Herbert Augustus Chapman]

Oh, and it will end in death. Everything does. The reaper doesn't care how many miles you can run, how long it is since you've smoked, how you no longer consume salt, or how few alcoholic units you have consumed. He will take you all the same.

Oh, and it will end in death. Everything does. The reaper doesn't care how many miles you can run, how long it is since you've smoked, how you no longer consume salt, or how few alcoholic units you have consumed. He will take you all the same.

Salt! What do fúcking mean salt! Am I supposed to stop with the salt now? Nothing will taste of anything anymore Fúck off world! Fúck off and leave me alone.