smoking bones...

...needless to say, i'm a ball of fire.

i decided to take the day to get my head back. Temporarily it is affixed, for how long is anyone's guess. Keep back 100 feet. While your at it, run the fuck away...

i stopped by the Fatty Cue, A-Cue had reached out and asked me by to be fed. i agreed it was time...

after my flesh and organs have melted away from the funeral pyre in my honor, i would like my bones brought to A-Cue, so he can deposit them in his smokers, where they can live peacefully evermore...

i am a ball of fire, needless to say—stop and smell the smoke...