Well, he’s alive, and lucky to be that way. He’s being grumpy now. And you would think after this, he would try to get healthy. (He’s fat, he smokes, and eats an amount of junk food that makes me look like a health freak.) But no, now he thinks he’s invincible. They had to use the defibrillators on him, and he thinks that since he lived through it, he can live through anything. Sometimes he makes me wanna swear, ’cause he’s such an ***.