Dear childless widow with terminal brain cancer. I have already inherited more than $100M this year from a host of benevelent benefactors with all sorts of terminal illnesses and no immediate heirs, and have no idea what I would do with the additional $3.6M you want to leave to little ole me. Suggest you take it with you.
The Case of the Loaded Question!
I’m laying in bed watching television with the Mrs. snuggled up next to me. Don’t recall what we were watching, but it’s not important anyway. All I know is that I’m in my favorite place with my favorite person, thinking nothing could go wrong.As if on queue, she starts nibbling on my ear and I forget what I can’t remember we were watching. “Don’t start something you can’t finish!” I say with a smile.
She giggles. “You know what would be nice?” She asks.
I raise an eyebrow. “No what?”
