An honest to dog exchange I had with a co-worker this week:
Co-Worker: "Wasn't Kennedy shot in Dallas?"
Me: "No, he was shot in the head..."
My co-worker kinda didn't laugh.
Ooops.
"Kennedy’s shattered head hits concrete.. Ride, Johnny ride.."
- From 'Bullet' by The Misfits
I'm going to Hell, aren't I?