So, I went out with Punkin' the other day, or last week, or last month...either way, it is irrelevant to my story. Oh how I love drinkin' a beer with Punkin'. And, for some reason that is irrelevant to the story as well. Our conversation went as follows:
Punkin: Oh my God! Did you hear that he had to have his legs amputated because of his diabetes?
Me: Oh My God! Did you hear that he died today?
