We Got Lay'd

That slimy motherfucker managed to get off the hook, by dying, allegedly. Ken Lay, founder of Enron Corporation and conspiratorial theif that hijacked the shareholders' faith and stole from employee retirements apparently has died. Conveniently.

In May he was found guilty of scamming the shareholders and was awaiting sentencing in October. He died in his Aspen CO vacation home.

Why is it that when I drove without a headlight and had a suspended license because my car didn't pass the emissions exam I had to go to jail? Some dope with some dope gets 10 years... today... not in October, but NOW.

He did not serve a day, now he's dead.

I want to see a body. I want DNA. I somehow see him sitting in a puffy leather chair in Kennybunkport with a snifter of brandy while the butler he poisoned is in the casket with his business-guy suit on. Fucker.

At least I am going to visit his wake and jam a pencil into his face. Maybe we can all get together and piss on his grave?

You might have won this round Kenny Boy. See you in hell.