The closest I’ve come to death was when I experienced firsthand what retard strength is like. In high school we had this 7 foot tall kid with Down syndrome. The guy was not incredibly buff but as someone that likes to examine other men’s bodies, I could tell he was toned. One day when I was walking down the hallway during lunch I saw him staring into his locker with no emotion in his face. Curious, I walked over and said “what’s the matter el tardito, feeling DOWN?” Just to joke around. In an instant, he whirled around and clocked me in the face while going “UUHHHN!” In anger. I nearly died hitting my head against the floor. The weirdest part was that I remember I had a boner the whole time.