ok lets use our pans here for a minute. if i *ere to kill myself (ne-er going to happen by the *ay), *here *ould that lea-e my staff? all *ithout a job and a purpose. *here *ould that lea-e cheech? shed be back on the streets in no time, suckin seed flaps for fla-or discs and addicted to *hate-er fuckass drug is most popular *ith her kind. staying ali-e and staying around helps her. it helps my ser-ants keep themsel-es busy and too focused on *ork to *orry about reproducin and creatin more scumbloods. it helps gi-e cheech a purpose because lord kno*s she doesnt ha-e -ery much going for her. it gi-es my ser-ants a purpose and something to look for*ard to: catering to me. so really, *hen youre telling me to off myself, youre telling HER to off herself along *ith countless others. and you all claim to be her friends.
consider: if someone else kills you, they get to decide how to distribute your assets, rendering this wall of nonsense irrelevant.
i could put you through the most mind-numbing civil case imaginable. or i could just point out that the closest thing alternia has to a next of kin is a board of directors. you are not legally a corporation and therefore have no recourse when the person who eventually culls you transfers everything you own to the people in your employ.
im not going to sit here and educate you on ho* *ill and inheritance *orks. but it sure as fuck doesnt *ork like that. next.
if you were on fire i would not piss on you to put it out, i think.
bet you'RE just trying to hide your weak bladder
i just thought it was funny haha we play here dude