If John Favara were my father, those pictures of a cancer ridden John Gotti rotting in jail would make me absolutely fucking giddy.
In other words, your spinchter would finally start working properly.
Actually, my wife recently switched me to All Bran cereal. The turds shoot out so clean and smooth lately, I don't even have to wipe. It's a beautiful thing.
"What is given, can be taken away. Everyone lies. Everyone dies." - Casey Anthony, in a poem, July 7, 2008
