Tagged: suicide

Hay, guyz. That’s kind of an “old-school” Intarwebs thing. My wife sent me to a mental asylum.  You know that, right?  Yeah, I said that already. Well, the latest trip courtesy of my dearest beloved only one was to the Erie County Holding Centre.  ( Yes, it’s spelled like a Canadian would. )  I readily admitted my propensity toward self-harm and was rushed into a man-size oven-glove, snapped the Velcro around my shoulders after a brief but poignant threat in...