I’m watching the local news in Portland with Joe and Dot, and they are reporting on a lightning strike in the Rock Creek area.
Apparently a bolt of lightning struck a giant tree last night which cracked the tree in half. The tree then fell on some poor, chubby, Old Fella’s house, and the electricity transmitted through the tree started a fire in one of the bedrooms of the house.
The old man, who was hooked up to an oxygen tank, ran to his garage to get a fire extinguisher. He made it back to the bedroom, but he had a heart attack as he was trying to put the fire out. Luckily his implanted defibrullator shocked his heart back to life, and he was able to tell the story on the news from the front yard of his fire damaged house.
When being interviewed by the reporter about his near death experience, the jolly old fella chuckled and said, “Well, it was the first time I’ve been hit by lightning, but it wasn’t the first time that I died from cardiac arrest. To tell you the truth, I’d rather not experience either of those things again.”
Reporter: “How are you feeling today, Sir? You’re lucky to be alive!”
Old Man: “Well let’s see…My wife’s alright and my cat’s alright, so I guess we’re all alright s’far as I can tell. Ya know, it gets you thinkin’ about life and whatnot, that’s for sure!”
