Friend J had 2 more heart attacks. He's home now and complaining about the crowding in the mall. Friend Y has a benign brain tumor, requiring surgery. And in the hall outside my place I found a couple of dead insects.
Could it be dangerous to be near me? Here's hoping not.
Update: I just spoke to J, and he's bragging about how many heart attacks he's had. He's trying to talk his way up to three full heart attacks. Guinness doesn't have a record for the most heart attacks. But a fellow in Gloucester, England, survived 32 of them. That's 29 more to go.
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