army pvt kelley s. prewitt, branden f. oberleitner

[mburbank]

I never feel bad when a fireman or a cop dies. They knew what they were getting into.

Same goes for skydivers, rockclimbers, race car drivers and crossing gaurds. Look, you don't wanna take that risk, don't do those jobs.

I also don't care about the people that loved them. I mean, hell, I do care, I'm not a monster, but come on. I mean, you don't HAVE to be a crossing guard if you're afraidf a car might hit you. No one made you do it.

If a caddy gets struck by lightning or his head gts smashed in by a back swing, I don't think they should even be buried. Their corpse cn just rot on the course as a reminder that if you're not ready to die, don't be a fucking caddy.

"Oh, OH, poor fireman, what a tragedy a burning building fell on you, who knew burning buildings fall down?" I mean, shit, man.

You know what? I don't think anyone should feel bad about anybody dieing in any way. I mean, what, you figured they wouldn't have ever died? Did no one tell them that people don't live forever and that everybody dies? What a bunch of fucking crybabies.