Thoughts

I always think about this, but if we were both to die right now, who would have a better funeral?

I mean, what exactly have we done with our lives?

Who would come to our funerals anyway?

We're both just worthless drunkards, awaiting the acceleration of death.

Our accomplishments in life are close to zero.

No, I'm pretty sure they are zero.

Maybe down to the negatives.

Point is, which one of us will have a sweeter recollection of our pathetic lives?

Don't look at me like that.

You've probably thought about this too.

And you most likely got the same answer as me.

Our lives could not get any better than it is now.