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!

clip_image001.jpgI’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?”

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