this morning #133.

this morning, every generation was finally represented on the wall & he was the last to arrive. he got there in fantastic fashion, surprising absolutely nobody. when a routine trip downtown quickly shifted into a trip down memory lane that catapulted to a climactic ending, his fate was sealed. his father had earned his spot on the wall by remaining perpetually drunk til the day his liver burned out. his father’s father got kicked by a horse. their final moments paled in comparison to the way that he snorted ALL the cocaine, burst into the local credit union guns blazing & nabbed $20K. it was enough money to last the rest of his life, which ended approximately five minutes after exiting the credit union.