we are here to bury harold pike, who reheated fish and replied-all for sport. i couldn't stand him, and i should know: i was him. still, i'll miss the idiot terribly. i cried at my own wake. don't feel sorry for me. grieving yourself from inside a box is restful. my parking space is yours.
oct 11 · 55 words
joel’s solution
a solution to a few words that holds all 8 rules. rule 1 is “this is a eulogy.”