I wish I was immune to everything.
Getting sick is a real gyp.
I’m not sick right now or anything, I just think the idea of being under the weather is a real pain in my a**.
I’d rather be immune to all illnesses.
Sh*t, I wish I were immune to all the elements, too—both in the sense of environmental factors (wind, oppressive heat, etc.) and in the periodic table sense (chlorine, magnesium, etc.). In other words, I wish I could breathe water, drink liquid gold, shower with ammonia, etc.
I wish I were immune to everything to such a degree, in fact, that I couldn’t feel anything, because then I could do anything I could ever want without suffering any repercussions whatsoever.
I’d be able to pour melted lead directly into my eyeballs without having to worry about the dangers of accomplishing such a courageous feat.
That’s the dream.
Until next time,
Michael J. Erickson, CEO & Co-Founder
