"Oh crap. I killed Charlie Brown." Snoopy

"Oh crap. I killed Charlie Brown." Snoopy thought.

He realized it was a rather elongated chest, in fact it a coffin. He raised the lid & was startled to find a well preserved copy of the body he wanted to dispose of. Then the eyes

popped out of the head and rolled around the coffin. He decided he should be scared or grossed out, be he really just found the whole ordeal comical. He began to laugh and

laugh. At his own joke. He slapped the corpse on the back, laughed even harder. Until it sounded like gurgling. Then choking. Then he puked right into the coffin. Uh-oh

here comes the bride. That's who my father was. The corpse who got vomited on by his drunk brother Jasper. I didn't know my dad, but he smoked himself to death. I never even cried.

It was a sad day but it would have been a lot more sad if I would have known my dad better.

So I vowed that I would avenge my father's death. This would rid the guilt of not having known him well. I spent 3 months plotting against the malevolence that took his life.

The next 3 months was dedicated to supply acquisition and logistical coordination. Another 6 months for pre-planning committee meetings and zoning compliance. My paternal vengeance

was ruining my life. All I could think about was making them pay! Nothing, not even system down-time or committee stupidity could stop me now.