Obilansk
You’re pushing bricks up a hill when the wheelbarrow decides to take a holiday, rolls you over like a sack of bricks, and you crash down the hill with a broken neck and a broken face.
The wheelbarrow took a holiday. I took a holiday from being alive.
I looked like a sack of bricks that got hit by a wheelbarrow.
I crashed down the hill like a man who just got fired and hit by a brick.