Wouldn’t know about no will or bill or some such stuff but I just realized that I don’t have time to die. There are too many things I need to do. So many unfinished tasks to accomplish. There is that web on one of the rooms ceiling, just a tad bit too high and the spider is still residing. I have been meaning to get to it, do I relocate the critter or just squish it under the foot. The web seem to have some murdered bodies in the nocks and crannies too. Then there is that fishy smell coming from the bathroom. I know I unclogged the toilet last time mr. weasel mis-used it but the darn smell hasn’t departed. Maybe I need to cut down on the spices I use in cooking. That decapitated head of a rodent that the cats have been playing football with has seen better days. I need to go find a better rat for next time. Then the cars wheels need to be washed to clear the evidence of the road kill that I committed the other day. I’ll deny it flat out if the cops ask. the video of my bank branch needs to be jacked. It might or might not have evidence of the botched robbery that might or might not have happened last week. Then there is that plan to kidnap the neighbors dog who uses my yard for his business. That mutt is going down I tell you. And who can forget the loads of laundry and dishes and the usual stuff. I don’t have time to die, I have better things to do.
LOL. Shall i call for the men in white coats???