Memento...Bob is dead... Tänkte testa något annorlunda...började skriva från slutet så det e kanske därför det kan vara lite osammanhängande ibland, har inte orkat ordna till detta. början e slutet och början e slutet...läs åt vilket håll du känner för... bob is dead… two logs over the legs, power lines over the head saw through the logs seeing it falling like a ledge gotta clear the trees for the electricty feed the cold roads are bumpy be efficient with speed listen we need around four people for this job boss calls to the home asking loud after Bob he shouts at the boss slamming the door in his face the boss listens while he cracks jokes bout his taste Bob speaks about his women in latex with whips his wife whispers in his ear ’bout taking a trip she threw the porcelain vase through the face of the painting she asks him why he's always busy with racing n training my wife's calling my phone gotta take it quick do I really need it? the condom wont stick the tv is on, their making love to the music but ooops her breasts peeks at him ready to blow just like nukes he slowly unveils her beautiful body and chest let's meet at the motel I think it's the best hunny I'm off to the track, I'll be coming right back two beeps on the pager, a phone call later and she also rides with him home from the school his daughter, the one who doesn't like her's a fool talking about how she's bullied and misliked come pick jenny up she got in to a giant fist fight the fist breaks her front tooth making it bleed this is the last remark look she' just want's to read he loves driving his child to the school any day she laughs and says that it doesn't matter anyways when did abe lincoln die and why he is dead hurry start making your bed i'll be making the bread she missed the last buss now she's late for the class last night was a blast but too much beer on his ass his wife screams why didn't you wake her up? the clock beeps a third time but he snoozed it up