> Get a urgent message from an aunt or something on my dead Facebook account telling me that my father is dying and in the hospital ask what hospital and say that you are coming
> take the first plane I can to where he is speed is very important, tell no one when I will get there or anything
> take a cab to the hospital
> prepare my self in the elevator on the way to his room
> Finally get to his hospital room
> Deepbreath.jpg
> walk in the room full of people you knew in a past life
> show no signs of recognition or anything to anyone just a blank expressionless look
> walk to the bed avoiding eye contact of everyone except my father.
> As he makes eye contact with the son that was erased off the face of the earth that he has had nothing to remember him by his eyes light up as he sees I have done well and I have changed so much
> He breaks into a huge smile and says "my son!"
> Cut him off immediately " I am not your son!"
> spit a huge loogie right in his face
> " I hope you suffer in your last days and you suffer even more when you get to hell"
> immediately turn around and walk out the door
> get a cab and a flight home.
> Its done I have achieved my goal I have gotten there as fast as possible so he has the maximum amount of time to think about what he did to me all those years ago on his deathbed and he can spend his last days in emotional agony.
> Mail a box of shit to my ex-girlfriend with no return address
> Don't go to my dead father funeral
> take a flight back a week after my fathers funeral find his tombstone and piss on the grave.

It's bcuz how few people go there because the pain of getting something done through sloths is more painful than just waiting in line.
Maybe.