Of Shoes and Ships and Sealing Wax and Cabbages and Kings.



“Is there a Ralph’s nearby?”

Not, but we have a Publix right around the corner.

Not kidding at all. AT ALL.

Funerals are insanely expensive. Not for me. No casket, no urn, no headstone, nothing. Take what’s left of me, light some cigars, drink some Sams, and open up the Folger’s can and toss me in the Atlantic from Fisherman’s Beach on Nantucket. DONE.

11:23 am, by brevetcaptain
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  2. 2yellows said: Donny was a good and honorable man.
  3. cwj said: This might be the thing that finally gets me out to Nantucket.
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