today a squirrel jumped out in front of the truck i was driving and committed suicide.

i saw the whole thing.

he ran out to the curb and waited and as soon as i was close, he killed himself using my car.

this got me to thinking....

animals are really restricted in the number of ways they can commit suicide.

they can't use guns or knives because they don't have thumbs.

i guess monkeys and apes could use a gun, but fuck that. i ain't talking about apes and shit.

the only other way i could think of for that squirrel to kill himself was to climb out on the telephone wire that runs across the street and dive headfirst into the concrete, and even that may not kill him. i felt glad that i was able to help that squirrel escape his miserable existence. he's practically a rat. a rat that can jump and climb well.

i remember when i was a kid we had these big rats that ran across the highline in our backyard. i loved to shoot those fuckers with my bb gun. i had an CO2 powered daisy air pistol.

i wish it was legal to shoot people with bb guns.

one pump rule.

i'm gonna go buy a bb gun.

no, fuck that.

no, fuck you,

scott