I know that one day JR will die, he’s had a tough last few years and various health issues. He isn’t going to be around forever, and while the thousands of hours of recordings of his voice will continue, there won’t be anything new.
I know all this.
But when he dies it’s going to be horrible.
The man is the soundtrack to my favourite stupid thing, and no matter how past it he is, he’s still JR dammit, and he’s still here, and I’ll still listen to him and feel a bit like a little kid sneakily watching the half hour edits of Smackdown they used to show on sky sports at 7 am before my mum got up and told me not to watch it because it “gave me bad ideas” of how to play fight with my brother.
But one day he won’t be. And it’ll fucking suck. And I’ll cry like a baby for weeks.