"I'm not dead yet"... says the man to the vulture who was frantically eying the man and the little possession he has left. "Could you please at least wait 'til I'm dead before you pick on my bones?", but the vulture, as his nature dictates does otherwise...
Some people are just to presumptuous I guess. Specially those who call themselves your friend... A few weeks ago, a friend borrows my golf set for a game... repeat, a game. And he used it like his own ever since without any further permission, not a word, nothing. The other day, the bag goes missing from my locker and I give him a call. That same night, I pull out my bag from the golf club... damn. WTF
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