Today, I made the heartbreaking decisiom to take my dearest Pee-Paw off his life support. He had this really nice shirt that I wanted and I couldn't bear the thought of him being buried in it. I wanted that shirt. The doctor tried to talk me out of it stating he would be fine, and still showed signs of happiness at sunset every day. That was the final straw for me, as soon as I was reminded of all of my Black Armory weapons from Destiny 2 I commited to my decision to pull the plug on him.

+rep gives incredible pawjobs this man opened my third eye

Noise is calling pick up phone.