A man finds his wife making waffles on Sunday morning, and talking about taking the kids on an outing. He rants and shouts, but she can’t hear him. He spends the day ranting and shouting. Finally, his wife explains that he’s dead, and nobody cares what he has to say anymore. Which doesn’t stop him from making a fuss, even after his wife sells the house, and moves away. He stays where he is and he stays angry. Because that’s all he has.
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