'"So, Jaydon, doesn't that nasty BBQ sauce feel all dry and crusty? It looks like an infected scab." '
Hmmmm I bet that would have been one of the wierdest things anyone had ever said to him...
Here in this cold white room tied up to these machines, it's hard to imagine life as it used to be. Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen... Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen. Whirling, swirling, never blue... How could you go and die? What a selfish thing to do...
RIP Jason