Montgomery decided to die yesterday
He bought some gas, a box of matchsticks, a gallon of water and a fridge
He wants to ice some water and drink it
That way he'll hurt his voice so badly that nobody will hear him scream and try to save him while he burns to death
Montgomery, thank god you took the right decision yesterday
Dying is the right thing for you
It suits you perfectly
It's got the color of your eyes and the dumbness of your personae
It's black and void
It's really you
Die you moron