I found this little ditty in the comments at the Rott. I took the liberty of reposting it here, as it describes my level of regard for what is about to transpire after midnight tonight perfectly.

Took, Took, Tookie goodbye!
Took, Took, Tookie wonÂ’t fry!
The needle that will graze ya,
Will stop yer heart in
San QuentinÂ’s Euthanasia!

Took, Took, TookieÂ’s bombshell!
Took, Took, TookieÂ’s in hell!
Walk towards the light!
DonÂ’t bother to fight!
Yer asshole will be glowing
Like itÂ’s made of graphite!

(dum, dum, dum, dum)

Took, Took, Tookie good bye!
Took, Took, Tookie Banzai!

~Sig94

Another commenter also had what I thought what a pretty good suggestion:

"Those drugs go in order like this: Sleep, Stop Lungs, Stop Heart."

"They need to do a little shell game shuffle to:

Stop Lungs. Have smoke break. Stop Heart. Fuck the sleep heÂ’s gone. My, my he apparently shit and pissed himself. What an undignified thing for such a tough guy to do."

"Can’t wait for the next Tookie Cookie™"

~ LC Ranger 6

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