There is this guy. We’ll call him…“Joe.” Joe is a drug addict. Joe is the person that gave Harry the super-strong pills that eventually killed him. He then had the balls to call me and ask for them back. Joe is also a felon of some sort, I’m not sure of the details. Anyway, Joe has been in and out of jail and rehab over and over again and each time boasts on his Facebook page that he is sober! Then all of a sudden he will disappear and everyone knows he’ll be back in a few months. Basically, Joe is a complete and total waste of space. He obviously does not care about his life, or the life of others for that matter.
Now let me ask you this question: If there was a God, why would he take good people like my Mom and Harry and not a piece of crap like Joe? How does this make sense? God, if you’re listening...you should have taken Joe.
