Many Ways

There are many ways to pass the time. Many, many. You might argue with me, but I figure, there's only one life. I mean, hey, once you're gone, you're gone -- there is no more future. So why waste it?

But doing shit like performing crap just to get in the Guinness Book of World Records isn't one of them.

Okay, so you can line-dance for 36 hours without a break just because you want to get in The Book. But what if you fail?

Human beings amaze me with their stupidity. Climb Mount Everest? What? Just to say that you did? Spend fucking $100,000 doing it? Are you completely insane? Risking the one life you have -- there's no looking back, people! Once you're gone, you're gone . . . FOREVER.You will NEVER BE BACK as a ghost or any other fucking shit. It's erasure, like it or not. But humans are remarkable for their stupidity.

So use what life you have left in a logical way. Don't waste your time being an asshole dancing for 36 hours just to get in the Guinness Book.

Spend the time instead loving the people you are with.

I think that is the best recommendation I could ever possibly give.