dance on the graves of a couple of people.

I know it’s supposed to be small minded, but there are a couple of people who have really hurt me or someone I love and to hell with what it sounds like. I will be THRILLED when they’re gone and I’m going to pee on their graves. I may drop by once a year to point out that I’m still alive and they aren’t. Or I may never go there because I’ll be too busy being alive to watch them being dead.