There have been real people ( for the purpose of this narrative I shall refer to them henceforth as 'wankers'...) weeping real tears over the idea that we may or may not all die tomorrow.
(If you are a wobbly person who wants to argue with common-sense...
I'll talk to you tomorrow...O-fuckin-K ? )
BETS : A chip butty and a bottle of vodka (and obviously my soul ) ...
For what that's worth...
Get over it ...
You're really pissing me off now...
