Winner.
More likely pointed at his own head.
"At least I'll be dead soon."
Who am I? Why am I here?
The minute you realized you've been punked, but your the only one who ain't laughing.
The culmination of the boomer's plight.
To paraphrase W.W.:"Many years from now, would you trade all those days for a chance to come back and do what's necessary?"
"NOBODY WILL EVEN NOTICE I'M GONE"
