I love the Mesa Verde photo. I really need

I love the Mesa Verde photo. I really need to travel more and am adding that spot to my bucket list.

It would be just after killing Jack Nicholson for getting old and making movies like "Bucket List." I'm not really mad at Morgan Freeman, after all he's Morgan Freeman, but

how long can you be the savior of all the dumb white guys in the world? Really. Time to start grooming someone else for that role. I called Chris Rock on his cell and

Chris said he wasn't ready to replace Bill Cosby. F*c% Bill I ain't F*c%in changing my act one F*c%in bit, kiss my motherF*c%in ass. I can't be the dumb whites guys savoir. F*c%

Chris only dreamed of replacing F*c%in Cosby and it was the frustration of knowing that will never happen made him one Mad Mother F*kr. But a dumb one at that. When will he learn?

He still hadn't figured out how to work the DVR. Then, Chris remembered something. He had that vial labelled "in case of emergency". Chris cracked open the vial, poured it into

a tumbler added some whiskey and downed it in one gulp. At first nothing happened. Then the chair, VCR, and room started to grow rapidly until he vanished in a forest of shag

and tall trees of furniture. His whiskey had been spiked. He started to see lucid green pot plants and the doors looked like giant cricket bats that weaved from side to side. He

was unsure whether all of this was good or bad. But it seemed tasty and that was enough to lure him into the sweet embrace of the green fairy. Pots and plants danced around him

and merrily frolicked with them unaware of the Man-Eating Trap that was right in front of him. With a quick snap, he was no more. A flower opened for the next victim.