Well, not his funeral, but after we found his body, Smashmouth burst into the room through doors and walls and windows and started playin “Walking on the Sun.” Arvie, die soon to salvage a good memory from these sad final years.
I also dreamt I was in an old folks home and as hot Latino male nurse was feeding me creamed corn, and I kept letting it fall out of my mouth into my lap so he’d have to keep rubbing my dick when cleaning it up.
How are you nerds?