Monday, March 10, 2008

Life

Will I live to be 90?




 
I recently picked a new primary care doctor. After two visits and exhaustive lab tests, he said I was doing "fairly well" for my age.

A little concerned about that comment, I couldn't resist asking him, "Do you think I'll live to be 90?"

He asked, "Do you smoke tobacco, or drink beer or wine?"

Oh no," I replied "I'm not doing drugs either." Then he asked, "Do you eat rib-eye steaks and barbecued ribs?"

I said, "No, my former doctor said that red meat is very unhealthy!"

Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, like playing golf, sailing, hiking, or bicycling?"

"No, I don't," I said.

He asked, "Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or have a little too much sex?"

"No," I said. "I don't do any of those things."

He looked at me sadly and said, "Then why do you give a crap?"
 
rejuoy

5 comments:

B....... said...

xactly

Anonymous said...

When them boyz say strip poker, they MEAN strip poker!

Anonymous said...

Live fast, die young, leave a good-looking corpse.

Unless you live in Chicago, then you'll end up voting 4 times for the O'dalilama. Take care of yourself, at least until after November.

Anonymous said...

Life is like a rented car ...you are not keeping it when the rental term is over.

If the engine ain't making funny noises and the wheels aren't about to fall off that formerly new car, you didn't get your money's worth.

ricpic said...

Reminds me of Benny Hill's line when faced with an old beat up geezer who admits to having had a joyless life:

You mean you look like that...and you didn't even get a kick out of it?

(And then he looks into the camera with that skewered look on his puss...you had to be there.)

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