I think my dad may be immortal or at least unkillable.
I've just gotten off the phone with my dad who was in a head on collision. He's completely fine. This man had cancer, broke his hip at 60 (drove himself to the hospital and walked in to spook the shit out of the staff), shattered his ankle resulting in 6 pins after a motorcycle accident with a semi, survived a hernia mesh busting wide open and a whole gang of other shit in just my lifetime.
People unironically call him bulletproof because that's the only thing that really hasn't happened to him.
He's fucking 63.
Just die already you boomer shit!
What will it take for you to die?
Anyone else have this feel?!