Have you ever experienced that feeling when you're so blissfully content with your existence that you just want to kill yourself out of sheer joy? Like, you've filled the void in your chest and know that your time on Earth is complete? Like when you're SUPER old and have had a long, lush, fulfilling life and you're just ready to die?
Basically, don't sit near the window if you're eating upstairs.
Brian will lead you into the light with the Bocho special. And don't order Something Wrong unless you're sure you have no important appointments scheduled.
Group bocho suicides are held after dinner service on the roof of the El Cortez parking structure. See you there.