you should probably take this chance to ask me all the things you ever wanted to ask...just in case it's that 'bad' flu, like.
i imagine that, as i slip further and the light fades faster, my answers will take on an increasingly other-worldly, portentious quality, owing the the heady fever dream i can feel tugging at my chilled bones..twisting my mind's-eye until it is able to cut through to the very soul of every great truth in this world of ours...
so if this is the case, walk with me my brothers and sisters....take my hand and i'll unwrap life's meanings and mysteries much like i unwrapped my bountiful selection box* not four days past.... i shall now hand you my fudge, dear friends. the time is right to take my animal bar on each and every one of your journeys. gobble my chomp.
p.s. ideally, i'll be requiring a fair maiden to break down in floods of tears at the news of my premature demise. all those interested, inquire below. also, you might be needed to perform the same lament at my funeral, all suited in your sexiest gown or decorative blouse.