I'm 60, and this has fuck-all to do with jabs.
Relatives, friends and relatives of friends die and leave but memories that are only cherished once they are gone.
I didn't know you well, John, until we spent 10 hours on a sailboat together with a couple other shit-heads. Your daughter was right. You couldn't hold your booze and couldn't play poker worth a damn.
I'm going to miss your friendship and your cash. Smooth sailing, my friend.
Cousin went in for chest issues. Docs said he was on verge of massive heart attack. When he was discharged they told him smoking is the buggiest risk factor he was partaking in. It wasn't the daily alcohol.
It was the cigarettes, they also said the lunch meat sandwiches for lunch weren't great either.