You know what's cool? When you're walking home from the bus and randomly you just trip yourself and FALL DOWN onto the sidewalk, scraping your elbow and knee and palms just like you were six years old. And then, when you pull yourself up and investigate what might have tripped you (a twig? Rocks? Human femur?), you don't see anything, which means it was purely your own God-given GRACE that let you just splatter on the sidewalk.

Yes, I am indeed very cool.