Gut Rumbles

September 27, 2005

expiration date

From the day you are born, you have an expiration date stamped on your ass, just like a gallon of milk. You can't see it, but it's there. That's why this shit happens.

My 94 year-old grandmother still believes that people reap what they sow. I don't. The good DO die young, and some bloodless cunts live forever, as Jennifer probably will, no matter how much evil she perpetrates in this world. It's all just a roll of the dice.

The expiration date is all that matters.


I thought that was just a birth mark on my ass.....

Posted by: Maeve on September 27, 2005 12:57 PM

I agree with you that we all have an expiration date, but I believe that there are actions we can take to change it somewhat. Just like my milk has an expiration date, but if I leave it outside in the summer it won't last until that date.

Posted by: Dorothy Bogdan on September 27, 2005 02:38 PM

It's not about length of's about quality of life, anyway.

Yes, we are all going to die...but some of us will die happy and love and some of us will die miserable., alone and unloved.

This is where those that get what are coming to them...get what is coming to them. You cannot spend your life being and ugly, hateful person and expect that when you die, people are going to surround you with love and sing songs of praise about matter how old or young you are.

As well as vice versa when you live a life that is full of get to die with love and a little dignity because those that love you will protect it.

People DO reap what they sow. They do. And in the end, are exposed for the truth of what they are.

Posted by: Kelly on September 27, 2005 02:47 PM

That was beautiful, Kelly. And I pray that you are correct. Look at poor Doris Duke. All that money, and she died alone. Well, except for that evil butler of hers.

Posted by: Bitchmama on September 27, 2005 07:15 PM

Great GoogleyMoogley… what in the fuck… I think you sew what you reap while you’re alive, but when you’re dead… You’re killed dead. You ain’t reapin’ shit. You’re dead. If you go to heaven, good on you. If you go to hell, it suck’s to be you(or me). If you just rot in the dirt, well, who knew? You won’t no more, that’s for sure.

I try to do my best by those I can help. I try to tell fuckup’s they’re fuckin’ up, and it’s gonna bite ‘em in the ass along the way sometime in their life.

I belive I’m not gonna die until my “expiration date” comes ’round. I can “off myself” to speed it up, but if I do that, who’s to say that the day I did it wasn’t my expiration date. All this wonderin’ is just that. Wonderin’, ’cause ain’t a one of us that can know the time of their death. Screw death… Live life like you’re alive. Be good to babies and youngin’s. Mama’s, and do gooders, puppies, and yes gotdammit, kittens too(I squashed one underfoot accidentally one day, and it was a bad feelin’). Let the bad guys get what’s comin’ to ‘em. When your numbers up, hell, it’s up, and you ain’t gonna have shit to say about it, and there won’t be a damned thing you can do about it probably.

I’ll tell you what, I get so damned tired of hearin’… “drinkin’ ‘ill kill ya dead”, “smokin’ ‘ill kill ya dead”, “eatin’ this or that or whatever our ancestors ate will kill ya dead”… Hell, when you get right down to the bottom of it, there’s only 1 thing that’ll kill you dead, and that’s bein’ born. That will kill you dead guaraaaanteed… You’re startin’ to die as soon as you get here. Bullshit on thinkin’ you can “stretch out your time”. Bullshit on thinkin’ you can “earn (life points)”. The hell with all that mucky pucky. If you believe all that, say hello to Mother Goose for me, and give Santa a nod while you’re at it. While I’m alive, I’m gonna do the best I can, and when I’m gone… it’s up to the rest of you all to do the best you can for your own sake…

Posted by: RedNeck on September 27, 2005 09:09 PM

Jeez, Redneck. That's too deep for me. You just go carpe your diem. I think I'll take a nap and if I wake up dead, I'll let it be a surprise....

Posted by: Susan on September 28, 2005 12:58 AM
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