One Less
June 26, 2006
12:07 PM CST
Seems as though Acidman has passed away. No details, but apparently it wasn’t suicide or anything like that.
Bugger.
I was always pestering him to come and visit us, but he never did—he was either in rehab or in too much pain, or else jumping whores in Costa Rica (which is how I’ll remember him, the horny-toad Cracker bastard).
The world will definitely be a less-interesting place from now on…
R.I.P., Rob. I’ll have a drink to your memory tonight.
I’ll let Kevin Baker have the last word:
Rest in peace, Acidman. If there’s an afterlife, I hope yours is a lot like Costa Rica, with sweet nubile women, a working Roscoe, and all the good food, good beer, and good company you could ever want. You will be sorely missed.
Amen to all that.