Cardiac Joke Breaker

Joke page*This is a joke. Don't take it seriously.*Cardiac Joke Breaker is a joke or contains jokes.
Cardiac Joke Breaker is the point in The CPR where it breaks all the stupidity of idiotic imagination contained within joke numbers. This number is reached after this amount of chest compressions:

Your Mom's Weight 🦓 69420istherealbiggestnumberomgnothingcanactuallybeatthisthingamIright?

And this number of rescue breathes:

💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💑→💏→💋

This number's symbol is ඞ /srs

## Definition

* Ignores every single time Aarex says "Oh you cannot perform CPR on numbers stupid and numbers can't die even though my dad went for the milk and never came back with it because apparently it was goat milk he got with a picture of that screaming goat meme not actual milk from a cow that totally doesn't come from that British preschooler cartoon series that doesn't mention the word ligma one single time in any episode and doesn't feature your mom cuz yes L ratio bozo cope lol get a life and she is larger than this number apparently so I don't even give a f-\*ERROR: AAREX'S MOM'S WEIGHT IN SOLAR MASSES WITHOUT THE M BROKEN TOTALLY REAL LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL\*
* Because of Zepoligy only Magma can reach this number and Negative Braincell Amount is now equal to the amount of braincells MagmaMusen has lost while being in a family /srs xXxXxXxXxXxXxX /srs
* According to all known laws of aviation,
  there is no way a bee should be able to fly.
  Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground.
  The bee, of course, flies anyway
  because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.
  Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
  Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little.
  Barry! Breakfast is ready!
  Ooming!
  Hang on a second.
  Hello?
  - Barry? - Adam?
  - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up.
  Looking sharp.
  Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those.
  Sorry. I'm excited.
  Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son.
  A perfect report card, all B's.
  Very proud.
  Ma! I got a thing going here.
  - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me!
  - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye!
  Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house!
  - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry.
  - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation.
  Never thought I'd make it.
  Three days grade school, three days high school.
  Those were awkward.
  Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive.
  You did come back different.
  - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.
  - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah.
  - You going to the funeral? - No, I'm not going.
  Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. and also, break this number... **you die rael1!111!1!!1!!!!!1!!1!!1** (That was a joke cuz this is a joke page pls don't take the threat seriously omg I'm gonna get siuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu'd /srs for the last time)