You see, folks my age get bored of a lot of things. Angling's the only escape I've got left from all this grim reality. Wha? I'm still young? Cut the buggerloid crap, I'm way older... Wait, Endmin. How old are you again?
I've been flipping through this book about common folks. Y'know, stuff like survival and humanity's struggle doesn't usually interest me... But I feel the author is like ... like someone who actually lived the life. Ai, what's wrong? Why so serious all of a sudden? Relax, Boss. I'm just saying I admire the author, that's all.
Being hard to kill is probably my only advantage. I got hit real bad a couple of times, but there were too many people I might miss — like my buddies, the old landlord ... and you guys as well. The thought alone always makes me crawl back up for round two.