A few days ago, I was talking to my mother about euthanasia, and I asked her not to let me live in a coma, relying on artificial machines and fluids which would come out from a bottle. If I were in such an state, I'd rather she unplugged me - I guess I'd be better off dead.
After I had said that, my mother got up, and she unplugged my TV, my DVD player, my PC, my MP3/MP4 player, my PlayStation 2, my PSP, my Wii and my telephone. Then she took my mobile phone, my iPod, my BlackBerry and all my cans of beer from me.
I almost snuffed it that day.
Thanks to Gazmira, who sent me this text. I hope it's fictional.
May 10, 2010
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