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I've almost died twice in my life. The first time was with Justin. we were playing some video game and being stupid, seeing how many sour skittles we could fit in out mouths. I got up to like twenty eight of them and something made me laugh. A skittle went down my throat, if Justin hadn't of given me the Heimlich I would have choked. I laughed and continued playing the game. The second time I was crossing some street with Dan when this truck flew out of nowhere, dan pulls me back a split-second before the truck hits me. I skipped the laugh and just finished my sentence.
I realized the other day that most people would have experienced something in either situation. A shortness of breath, an elevated heart rate, you know something. I got nothing. I was annoyed when I was choking, and there wasn't even a thought to the truck. I just find that odd.
About the only thing that can get a rise out of me is ghost's. Either in movies or just talking about them. I can't tell you how many times that I've told Dan that he gets to deal with any ghost shit that ever needs delt with. I can handle any other supernatural thing that could arise, at least I wouldn't run like a little pansy. Just gimme something tangeable that I can hit and I'm good.
I realized the other day that most people would have experienced something in either situation. A shortness of breath, an elevated heart rate, you know something. I got nothing. I was annoyed when I was choking, and there wasn't even a thought to the truck. I just find that odd.
About the only thing that can get a rise out of me is ghost's. Either in movies or just talking about them. I can't tell you how many times that I've told Dan that he gets to deal with any ghost shit that ever needs delt with. I can handle any other supernatural thing that could arise, at least I wouldn't run like a little pansy. Just gimme something tangeable that I can hit and I'm good.