Not a way to die that I would wish on anyone.
I am hoping to die in my late 90s while running a marathon and getting hit by a drunk driving liberal billionaire.
“I am hoping to die in my late 90s while running a marathon and getting hit by a drunk driving liberal billionaire.”
I’ll see that & raise you my hope to live to be 110, and as I’m crawling out of a bedroom window I get shot by a jealous husband.
;^)