Last week, my dog died. Some jock guy I killed in high school with a semi-automatic carbine weapon after he made fun of me for being geeky came back to haunt me and killed him with a screwdriver. I miss my puppy, but at least I gave him a proper burial in the cornfield. But then I realized that I kept eating the corn, so I was technically eating corn made from my dog. The my wife left me. She said that I'ma fraid of too much commitment. My best friend killed her and then killed himself. My parents are both dead, but my foster mom is still alive, although she used to beat me and give me these nasty bruises. She has cancer now, though, and makes me chew her food for her. Then, I got AIDS and was shot four times in the back, rendering my legs unusable. What can I do to make my life suck less?
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