A few days back I made a grand announcement that I would rejoice and make an annoying ass out of myself, something I rarely do–make an ass out of myself, when you kicked the bucket– my exact words were:
“Ok I guess I might as well give folks a heads up. When Fred Phelps kicks the bucket I will be, according to my lib brethren, extremely tacky in waving him off to hell—-I will revel in it.”
See here is the thing. Today got busy for me and fast! by mid-morning I was all over the east side, by 1pm I learned of your passing and the first thing that came to mind was Sayonara motherfucker! the second thing to come to mind was buying some fresh honey roasted peanuts for the wifey. There’s a street vendor in 86st just in front of Papaya king—Man my mom loved the hot dogs they make there, sorry Freddy you would not like the service because they have F*GS working there also blacks, Latinos, tall people, short people…anyway, yes the peanuts from this guy are alright.
Really, I had planned a bash. I had been saving a few pix of you to Photoshop into a video. Ok, I must confess I was going to recycle the idea I had for Andrew Breitbart ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gQP2XmIdc-w ) funny thing is that I was making this video for AB just days before he kicked the bucket, what’s the deal with you guys beating me to the punchline before I finish my snarkcasms?
Personally I would have preferred if you lingered in pain for a few more years.
Chatting with a friend last night, I was so happy hearing the great joy his newly born nephew ( little Jack— hey it’s not too late) has brought him or another friend who became a grandma for the first time, yes she is way too young 😉
I guess a 1000 little things got in the way of me giving you a proper send off to oblivion. The one thing I can assure you did not happen was me taking the high road. I certainly hold no rancor to those who have chosen to quietly do so…no sir! but to the few idiots I have seen already casting judgement like the moron who made this http://m.memegen.com/o829pl.jpg I would like talk to them about hate because they exude it.
Like most any-other day; today was unremarkable, we can cheery pick the good and the bad and decide which way the pendulum swung, so I’m calling it:
Today was a good day. If I need to celebrate something I guess it’s not that you’re dead, we all come with an expiration date, it’s that today in NYC the sun is out and it’s a fantabulous 53 degrees on the first day of spring. YES! Spring; the season that brings life and renewal, a wonderful season that begins all things anew, and this one is full of promise because it begins without you… Sorry Freddy you made your bed in life, in death you’re not worth my time.