Inheritance is Negligence - ON WRITING AND RUNNING

When I’m gone I will leave a legacy of whole cloth sloth and smart ass crassness. Of cumulative uncommunicativeness. Of undisputed stupidity. Of itty bitty wittiness. Of monosyllabic grunts and stupefying stunts. Of ceaseless bouts of weaselness. Of made up words and feebleness. Of endless bouts of pouts, and incalculable sessions of depression. Of obvious obliviousness and past imperfect imperiousness. Of passive aggressive behavior and monumental failure. Of insomniac insanity with a soupçon of profanity. Of grating grandiosity and vociferous verbosity. Of alleged alliteration and asinine assimilation. An endless propensity of brainwave density. Inheritance is negligence