He died later in a hospital due to excessive amounts of callouses on his feet leading to lowered blood flow and eventually sepsis in the his lower extremities. Unfortunately amputation was the only possible solution but despite the doctors and nursing staffs' best efforts infection occurred which spread to his intestinal track and caused internal hemorrhaging. If only he hadn't toyed with fate and listened to his father. "Son sometimes to build something truly great you need to lego of your dreams leading to destruction of your set unless you are truly sure you are ready to rebuild your life into something no instructions could tell you how to design. Use your imagination, and follow your dreams. But never have someone pour legos on a treadmill while you run on it. People die like that yo."
@Runnin with scissors, ha! You said "toyed" such that it had a double meaning.
@Runnin with scissors, “People die like that yo.” Such a good father.
@Empshok, considering I finished a 5th of vodka last night and dont remember writing this, it's pretty coherent.
@Runnin with scissors, if I was there I would’ve dared you to drive. (Stan reference)
@Runnin with scissors, wow. That's incredible. Your post was more coherent than what most people here post sober.
@Empshok, well I promise it's true which isnt healthy but also I'm kinda impressed with myself.
Jesus is that Superman?
@SquilliamFancydong, it’s only pain I can grip my arm hard enough to make it bleed and still maintain perfect conversation I won’t even flinch