The End

I have been savagely attacked, vivisected by felons and left for dead in a drug-induced haze in a stainless steel cage in some brick building in Berkeley.  Please divert law enforcement resources appropriately.  I haven’t much longer.  I hereby leave my remaining cookies, toys, beds, vehicle, salad bars and tripe to Siam Sam and Turtle.  My dental records are held in a similar building down the street.  I should like to be buried in Al’s backyard.

Tell Mr. Darcy my heart will go on and on.

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One Response to The End

  1. Laura Norie says:

    It’s just the drugs talking, Buffy….get well soon!