After I die, anyone who learns about it is expressly permitted to say, “Did he drop any good loot?”

This is hilarious. Unfortunately, one of my friends would think that I’m evil and satanic for doing this and would probably hate me. Superstition is a bitch.

If my cancer ever comes back, I’m absolutely doing this. I’d even hit a law firm to send high quality sets along with my hand written notes to the handful of people that I think would appreciate the joke.

Let us hope that you will find your friend instead of…well…something else…

And if you find something else, pray that they are benevolent…

Hey Stamets have you ever