Vent

I hope your hip goes out and you fall down some stairs midway step. I hope all that fried chicken and cigarettes at your old geezer age catch up with you and fuck you up. I hope your taste buds disappear and that you burn your food Everytime you cook. I hope it takes you a little longer to get out of bed everyday and you feel less rested every night. I hope your kids don't put you in a home and just put you in a corner so you can be ignored.