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Jake was lying in his hospital bed dying and his wife Becky was doing a candlelight vigil next to the bed. She held his fragile hand, tears running down her face. Her praying roused him from his slumber and he looked up at Becky and his pale lips began to move slightly.
“Becky my darling” he whispered
“Hush my love” she said “Rest and dont talk”
He was insistent though and said “Becky” he said in his tired voice “I have something that I must confess”
“Theres nothing to confess” replied the weeping Becky “Everythings all right now go to sleep and rest”
“No No I must die in peace Becky. I slept with your sister, your best friend and her friend and your Mother”
To which Becky replied ” Yes I know my sweet one, now just be quiet and let the poison work”
LOVE IS GIVING SOMEONE THE ABILITY TO DESTROY YOU, THEN TRUSTING THEM NOT TO.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, But rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, Vodka in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming…….WOO HOO, what a ride!
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