Someday I may deliver a urine sample to his grave.
“Someday I may deliver a urine sample to his grave.”
Call me and we both can contribute.
Funny.
I read that after years and years of putdowns by Dorothy Kilgallen, the columnist, Frank Sinatra lived long enough to do that.
Note: I liked her and according to at least two books she was murdered for telling a friend she had the documents and interview notes that would show who really killed JFK and who sent them. One clue: in her bed she was supposedly reading a book when she died but the stupid killers set the book in her hands upside down! And the book she held was one she had told two people "that was one of the worst books I ever read. I wish I had the time back that I wasted on that one." And the bed was one she never slept in but kept made up. The killers didn't know that but friends did.
Her death is used as an example of mixing alcohol and barbiturates but the lab results showed that was not true despite planted news media stories. Gosh, you can't trust the news media? That's a shock./s