call me SAD KING BILLY until further notice.
first my buddy jim's pitbull ginger died. then my faithful pitbull ruby passed away. then my buddy jim passed away. and then the cruelest cut of all, the man who had my back for almost 60 years passed away unexpectedly.
it has not been the best of years for the pilgrim. being unstuck in time can be great fun but it can also cause unbearable pain so i've decided to live in the present, hence sad king billy. (i would highly recommend the Hyperion saga to anyone with an interest in sci fi novels.)
i love you sons of bitches.
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I had noticed the profile change, cheer up, it isn't going to get any better, consider it the new normal.
(My previous comment might be considered insensitive...I deleted it.)
I wish the best for you. Peace.
I thought you must be passing through rocky waters - condolences to you and I hope the pain eases.
Sorry to hear about your losses, seems like when it rains, it pours.
You said something about Ruby's ghost one time, but I wasn't sure you were serious. It's going to break my heart when Bob dies, so I can imagine how much losing Ruby hurts.
Have faith, things will get better.
Hang in there man. I'm sorry.
It is my opinion that getting old is a pain in the ass.
My condolences, BP. Hang in there.
yes, it's time i started taking some of my own trite advice.
i need to get a pitbull pup but i'm currently looking after my mother who has dementia. ain't life fucking grand.
Take mom in to help you pick out the puppy. No big deal!
Sorry man. That's a lot of change in a short period of time, and a great loss.
I wish I could help somehow.
The last year hasn't been one I would want to re-live, except for the trip to Texas.
And my doctor left the clinic and they don't know when we will get a replacement.
combining a person with dementia and a pitbull pup would be a recipe for disaster. i'd like the rest of the year to be disaster free.
Love potion # 9? Should have said my number was "867-5409"... LOL
Did you read about the 175 pound pit bull?
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