It was twenty years ago today,
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play.
They been goin' in and out of style,
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile.
So a year ago today, they pulled the plug on 23 year-old Splat. And Basim died. He was a woman-beater, an unrepentant thief liar and hustler and probably was both a prostitute for drugs and money to both men and women.
He was what I am. And it killed him. Not too many people are sad over it, so why should a silly, stupid, emotionally-fucked up polar bear care?
Because if I can care about the guy who beat the hell out of my beautiful wife, then what really could bother me, AN? What could possibly bother me? Cornell West was right. We all just need to love one another.