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Make a beeline for the location of a billionaire CEO.
I’ve always been on about this! A suicial assassin is an unstoppable force. A man that has nothing to lose is a dangerous one. Two bullets n’ a gun, you’re taking someone with you to hell. They can’t question you, sentance you, shame you, and if you killed some popular enough guy you’ll go down in history. If you’re client has the capacity they can even pay your family.
Kiss my wife, hug my family members, cuddle with my chicken and enjoy some tunes.
When you say “cuddle with my chicken”, is that a euphemism for spanking the monkey?
Nope, it’s an actual chicken. She’s cuddly when she’s in the right mood.
May I see it?
One is her awake, the other is her when she settled in for a cuddle nap. The background of the sleepy one is colored in because I don’t show pictures of my house, not because there’s a wall of porn or anything.
Well, she is quite cuddly, I’ll give you that
I still get shocked at having a chicken as a companion sometimes. She’ll hop up and nestle in like that, and it’s just surreal lol.
When you say “tunes” do you mean cartoons or music?
Music, though I’m down with some toons as well :)
Go through all my RPG saves and use all the super powerful items I’ve been “saving” to finally see what they all do.
Run command
/gamemode 1
Honor Luigi.
based
Say “Thank fuck, finally” and take a nap
I wuld go all out and buy new kitchen sponge set.
Probably hire someone to help me throw out all my shit. My family have hoarding issues and a death in the family is the exact sort of thing that would make them relapse, like keeping random old receipts I forgot to throw out. I’d have to throw out everything or I’d die pissed off about it.
Other than that, grab some fakey corporate moonshine and sit by the lake. Try to be home before I die so my cat can see my body and know what happened.
Your cat is going to eat your face after you die.
Well I ain’t using it.
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I would call my boys to tell them I love them. I would let my ex know that my dog needs to be picked up tomorrow. Then I would eat the remainder of my gummies and go to bed. My dog of course would likely follow and lay beside me as I drift off into nothingness.
This made me sad.
Live.
Nothing different. I wanr to die as I’ve lived.
Have a nice hike or day in the city with my sibling and my pets.
Try to make my relationships with the people I love more meaningful. That’s probably really cliche though, but still.
Call family and friends. Tell them how much they have meant and had shared many positive experiences. Then probably donate to Luigi’s cause. Then probably donate to some non profit. But my friends and girlfriend a car or house or some shit. Do some drugs I’ve always wanted to do.
