Almost 42 years old and should of been dead a few times over.
I cleaned toxic waste at my dads machine shop, no mask or protective gear, hitchhiked on lonely stretches in the sticks, getting picked up by strangers, rode a motorcycle without a helmet, eat a ton of the red dye #5or 6(whatever). Got shot in the arm with a nail gun. Fell off a tank in night fire exercises. I even ran with scissors that were very sharp, played with knives and lighters.
But, I'm still here and ready to continue to go against the grain of life thats being regulated, as often as possible.
