Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Please Don't Snort Me When I am Dead...

All I ask of my child is that when I die, she not mix me with some blow and snort me. I am pretty sure that is not too much to ask...

Update: Now it turns out that Mr. Richards may have been joking. The sad fact, however, is that the original story is actually quite believable...

1 comment:

Dionne said...

Either way Richards is beyond odd for bringing it up in the first place. Ewww......