"That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and beautiful, because there isn't any. You may think there is, but once you get there, somebody'll sneak up and write "Fuck You" right under your nose."
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"I hope to hell that when I do die somebody has the sense to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddamn cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who want's flowers when you're dead? Nobody."
Alright man, see you later.
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