*You know how sometimes the craziest thoughts go through your head? I always laugh and say I am so glad people can’t read my mind because, well, as Ricky Ricardo used to say to Lucy, I’d have a “lot of splainin’ to do.”
But I bring this up because I think about things like, when you die, like seconds after you die and you’re kind of in-between this life and that other place; and you are still aware of “here” even though you are “there” what must you be thinking? Do you wish you could let us–the folks crying and sh*t–know that “nah, it’s cool. Really. I’m good.”
Weird right? I know. And I can go deep, but I’ll spare you.
But the man in this video made me think of this because unlike many people who got shot in the chest of all places, he actually lived to tell the story. Dude not only lived, he rather nonchalantly walked up to the on-camera news woman, smoking a cigarette, and described how it all went down–before he showed us the wound.
Still puffing on that cigarette like there’s no tomorrow, Reyna Harvey from KHQA asks, “Sir, can you tell us what happened?”
The man, whose name is Devon, says:
“You know I’m in the room, chillin’ like I usually do. Drinkin’ and somebody shot right through my back window. Hit me in the chest. And I’m like sh*t, get my son out the room. I wasn’t even trippin’. It was like a little petty wound. I ain’t even trippin’ though.”
The newswoman asks to see the wound and he lifts up his sweatshirt. (Scroll down).
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