Used to be a life wimp, now I'm a life liver.....well I mean I live....my livers fine....I think. :D liver lynne :D
So deliver us from evils, weevils, all the phake Elvises and devil-may-care turdes who like claiming a certainty in an ironic manner, turning death on it's head. And this sort of deliverance is useful for lots of things, humor being one. Black humor, as practiced by Vonnegut, who thought saw a way out alive, but changed his mind later when he passed away, is what this phrase is about, making light of a dark subject.
This thread is gonna die--just like "He Died Doing What He Loved" died. We wore the topic out. And here it is, in another guise.
The Biography of Sinuousityby O'Slide tells us that if one is cowardly in his approach to life, in other words, a "life wimp," then he is a sheep and is eligible for shearing, just on principle, by the wolves of the land...