Haha. Now yer talkin'!
One time I axt Santa for a Rock 'em Sock 'em Robots for Christmas. I eagerly awaited Christmas morning. Did I get my Rock 'em Sock 'ems? No, I did not.
Guess what? I didn't die. I learned at an early age how to live with disappointment. Like Hillary, I persevered. I refused to let it color my perception of the world and grew to be a fine, strapping, hunk of a man, despite this childhood mishap.
A lesson.
Without condescension.
No I most likely won’t die, but as Iu get older I just might as well. 8>)