Johnny got sick. Some kind of cancer. Brain cancer. It was going to make him waste away. So he decided to kill himself. So he wouldn't suffer. So he could die with some dignity.
He chose the guillotine. We tried to change his mind. But it was his decision. Only I couldn't tell. If the disease made the decision. Or if he knew what he was doing. And when the day arrived he laughed the whole way to the blade.
He chose the guillotine. We tried to change his mind. But it was his decision. Only I couldn't tell. If the disease made the decision. Or if he knew what he was doing. And when the day arrived he laughed the whole way to the blade.
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