....and it makes me feel terrific. Nothing like living long enough to piss on my enemies' graves. I used to work for the guy and he was a real prick. Now he's kicked the bucket out of the blue and everyone is saying nice things about him. Hypocrites! Nobody liked him, nor him they. When I got the news I took myself out to a Chinese Restaurant to celebrate. Got a table for one and just gloated as I stuffed myself with Chinese Food thinking about how satisfying it is that he is dead and I'm alive. Next week I will piss into an empty water bottle and bring to the cemetery and pour it all over his grave. Love being alive while he's dead. Just love it!