I knew a massive Sailor Moon fan in highschool. This reminds me of a comic she drew, where a sullen Tuxedo Mask presents himself to a pharmacy with the whole Sailor Moon troupe hanging off him. The pharmacist says "another refill of Viagra?" To which Tuxedo Mask replies "or a single cyanide tablet."
Death...by snu snu! Some people ask for the chance to prove that money can't buy them happiness. I ask for the chance to prove that I can't get tired of super hot sex crazed women dripping off me, fighting over who gets it next. Fluids, electrolytes, some herbal supplements and the occasional break for pizza or sushi and I don't think the Viagra would even be necessary. Of course that's just for the first month or two. After that...well, there are certainly worse ways to go.
