Planet nearly dies on street I had to make a voat account just to share this horror story with you, shitlords. I work at a motel chain, and as I was commuting to work, I hit an INSANE amount of traffic. Needless to say, I was late. From blocks away, I see four or five police cars, a firetruck, and an ambulance. I pulled into the parking lot, and my boss was talking to a police officer. I looked into the middle of the commotion where several EMT's scrambled to save, what I can only describe as a ball of lard, using clearly futile CPR. Their hands SUNK into this mans chest, probably a solid 11 inches between the highest and lowest point. When he had a free moment, he told me the following story: Last night, a man and his wife checked in. Scratch that, a HUMAN BOWLING BALL and his normal sized wife checked in. When I say human bowling ball I mean upwards of 400 pounds. His wife found him this morning, with low blood pressure, barely any pulse, and wheezing. It took 3 well built men to get this guy on the stretcher and several more to load him in the ambulance. By the end of the day, we found out that this man is now in stable condition, probably scarfing down hospital pudding, on his way to another near death experience.