I just made a bet with my friend. I told him i could outlive him. Arrogantly, I gave him five thousand to one odds I could stay six feet above.

He’s 90 something and I’m forty or something. Now, as a very logical man, one should say the odds of him dying are greater than mine. I’m not logical. However, I know he doesn’t like to lose a bet. Therefore, we will keep on living just for spite.