Oh, big stink here in Oregon about assisted suicide. I'm sick of hearing about it. Physician assisted suicide has been around for years:
Doctor: What seems to be the problem?
Patient: Gee, doc, I can't seem to sleep.
Doctor: Oh, well, I'll prescribe a shit-pot full of sleeping pills for you
Patient:Thanks, Doc!
liquor store employee: What can I get you?
Patient: A bottle of Jack Daniels, please.
Everything has to be made into a Federal fucking case around here. No one can just do shit on their own. I have remote start on my car. I don't have to be near my garage to fill it with carbon monoxide. It's ideal for the busy person who needs to commit suicide.
Fuck off, it's my birthday (tomorrow).
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