The rain was marking the pavement, when Johnny Miellony thought that he’s broken by his family. Because, it should be mentioned – Johnny was son of Jack, Jack was son of Henry, and Henry was son of a bitch.
No losers, no winners, only your freaky mind – was jumping in his weak head and he felt sudden desire to kill himself.
So he knocked on the door of store for suicide persons.
- Good morning – said to shop assistant, which was very thin and had a big head.
- Welcome in one and only shop for people who want to buy the last thing in their life! The death without us is boring! You won’t be dissatisfied, I’m sure.
He put a razor on the counter.
- Smooth blade, reliably cleared, sir.
- That’s very… bloody.
- Oh, I understand.
Johnny was a little bit confused, so salesman led him to the marked wall.
- One hundred eighty centimeters… how with your weight?
- About seventy kilograms – replied Johnny.
- OK, so that will be one hundred and ninety eight.
- But what?
- What ‘what’?
- What will be that long?
- Rope, of course. Do not worry about anything, please. We fetch these strings from Japan, they are really strong.
- But maybe… Does it hurt?
- Yes, sometimes. It happens that a man suffocate long before he dies.
- Well, it’s not for me. I would prefer something less extreme.
- Like insulin?
- Yeah, that sounds great.
- Alright, I’ll give you a document and after signature we’ll determine the dose.
- Yeah, but I have a question.
- How can I help you?
- Are there any… you know… side effects?
- Yep – told thin man with a big head. Then leaned and whispered – Recently I heard that somebody got too low dose and then was crying from spasms and convulsions.
- Fuck, I prefer to live!
Said Johnny Miellony, got out, found a wife and made her some kids.
No losers, no winners, only your freaky mind – was jumping in his weak head and he felt sudden desire to kill himself.
So he knocked on the door of store for suicide persons.
- Good morning – said to shop assistant, which was very thin and had a big head.
- Welcome in one and only shop for people who want to buy the last thing in their life! The death without us is boring! You won’t be dissatisfied, I’m sure.
He put a razor on the counter.
- Smooth blade, reliably cleared, sir.
- That’s very… bloody.
- Oh, I understand.
Johnny was a little bit confused, so salesman led him to the marked wall.
- One hundred eighty centimeters… how with your weight?
- About seventy kilograms – replied Johnny.
- OK, so that will be one hundred and ninety eight.
- But what?
- What ‘what’?
- What will be that long?
- Rope, of course. Do not worry about anything, please. We fetch these strings from Japan, they are really strong.
- But maybe… Does it hurt?
- Yes, sometimes. It happens that a man suffocate long before he dies.
- Well, it’s not for me. I would prefer something less extreme.
- Like insulin?
- Yeah, that sounds great.
- Alright, I’ll give you a document and after signature we’ll determine the dose.
- Yeah, but I have a question.
- How can I help you?
- Are there any… you know… side effects?
- Yep – told thin man with a big head. Then leaned and whispered – Recently I heard that somebody got too low dose and then was crying from spasms and convulsions.
- Fuck, I prefer to live!
Said Johnny Miellony, got out, found a wife and made her some kids.
Miejmy nadzieję, że baba do lekarza będzie przychodzić, póki żyjemy.