He taught you about cars; tell us about how you've started
bleeding motor oil.
Remember the days after he left?
How it took your car half an hour to start?
You were like that in those times too, you know.
You were trying to find a reason to get out of bed.
He doesn't call anymore,
so there's no need to see the sunlight.
Your mother's been worrying. she's been terrified.
You smoke those pipes so much;
she's scared you'll see a glimpse of him
in the ******* exhaust pipe.
There's no need to worry,
though. You're not lonely.
You've made a friend, in one of those pipes.
You named it Caesar. Et tu, Brute?
Brutus was his friend. Come on, Romans.
Don't let him get away with this. Stabbed
33 times.
Obituaries lose details as the
time passes.
He was your biggest supporter
when you found out even he wanted you dead;
you stopped fighting for your life.
Burn the body
Burn the ashes.