Oh my.
Is the big guy subconsciously preparing himself, and us, for something?
Damn, he just won't give up chasing after some free ride through life, in this case jumping aboard the social security disability gravy train.
But this seems a pretty dangerous game to play--people after all sometimes die from heart attacks before they can get a single check--and I advise my fellow Nebraskan to not play it; the risks are too great.
Just best to start now dropping about 200 pounds, and humbly and diligently doing his job at the police department, and in a little over nine years, Omaha Steve'll be sitting pretty, what with social security retirement and the generous pension the taxpayers of Omaha give city employees.
It's not that long to wait, Steve, nine years. Nine more years. It's not forever, nine years.