Sun 13 Jan, 2013 07:55 am
My first wife died of Mesothelioma... my second and third wives are cancer survivors... I just learned the girl I dated for several years between wife 2 and 3 died of rectal cancer recently. Squinney says this is proof positive that given enough time I really do make women sick.
I chuckled when I read that.
Here's a cheery theory: you're not making them sick - you're just old and your exes have had some bad luck. What I mean by this is that your of the age (as am I) that illnesses are catching up with people in your present or past circles. It's happening in my family and circle of friends, too. I don't live anywhere near the area my exes live so I don't hear any feedback with such news.
Tick, tick, tick, tick!
I suspect Squinney is proof positive that you are a lucky guy!
except that all my exes were considerably younger than me and died relatively young
'You are old, Father William', the young man said,
'And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head --
Do you think, at your age, it is right?'
'In my youth', Father William replied to his son,
'I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.'
'You are old', said the youth, 'as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door --
Pray, what is the reason of that?'
'In my youth', said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
'I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment - one shilling the box -
Allow me to sell you a couple?'
'You are old', said the youth, 'and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak -
Pray, how did you manage to do it?'
'In my youth', said his father, 'I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.'
'You are old', said the youth, 'one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose -
What made you so awfully clever?'
'I have answered three questions, and that is enough,'
Said his father, 'don't give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I'll kick you downstairs!'