I love the Japanese. They've brought us anime and origami. Karate and Nintendo. Karaoke and emojis... the list goes on and on. But the thing I like about the Japanese the most-- they're total freak-a-leeks!
But I'm not judging. Not at all. I'm actually kind of rejoicing the life of 50-year-old Joji (No last name needed). The man loved himself some porn. And that's how he died-- UNDERNEATH HIS 6-TON PILE!
Six. Tons.
That's a lot of investment. In oneself, so to speak.
On top of that, Joji was missing for 6 MONTHS before anyone found him! And that's because the landlord wanted his rent. Apparently no servicing (not that kind) was needed in his apartment. Wouldn't one notice a 6-ton pile of porn?
Well... at least he didn't go blind. Or maybe he did and confused a banana with his udon and then the porn avalanche ensued. They say it's a blessing to die doing what you love. And he loved himself.
Hopefully he had wood when he ended up in a wooden box.
R.I.P. (Rest In Porn) Joji. May you find endless pie in Heaven.