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Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday you useless old dinosaur, happy birthday to me.
Happy 60th. What do you get a man who has everything?
A bottle of whiskey and a 12 gauge slug through the roof of the mouth! Whoo!
Come now. What do I have to do to prove to myself that I've lived long enough?
I'm a shriveled old man. White beard. Seen enough sunrises and sunsets. Saw the big sunset, been hanging on through the long night 36 years now. Ridiculous.
Not kidding myself into thinking there's anything on the other side of this. Fine. Things weren't so bad before I was born.
Char and Alex. Sylvie and Michael-who-could've-been.
Thoughts of the beloved dead before dying.
Fucking didn't do it, coward as usual. Maybe two bottles next year.