Today, I was playing football (soccer), and normally I play defense. But then I do make the occasional run forward but I usually curb them by the half-line.
However, yesterday I went all the way to their box, and the opponent defender dealt with it like the fury of my grandmother when I refuse to eat the 7th meal of the day.
In a no-nonsense fashion he straight up cleared it, right on my face. The brunt of the force caused me to pass out, right there on the pitch. 2 minutes later, I awoke. And realised I could have died.
But then that's when I had my epiphany. I realised the only way I could survive these motions through time and space are if my brother has a baby.
Because then I become an un-kill.
PS: South Indians probably relate to this joke more.
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