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Having just turned 50, I went to see my new doctor for a check-up.
Afterwards, he said I was doing 'fairly well' for my age.
Feeling a bit put out, I said, 'Well. O.K. Doctor, do you think I will I live to be eighty?.
He thought a minute, then said, ' Do you smoke, drink wine, spirits or beer?'
I replied, 'No'.
He said, ' Do you eat steaks, barbequed ribs, play golf, sail a boat, go ballooning, motorcycling, or rock climbing?'
'No,' I said, 'they are far too dangerous for a man of my age.'
'Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or sexually fool around?' he asked.
'Good heavens, no!' I replied.
'Well what the f**k do you want to live to be eighty for?' he said.
Derrick.
Afterwards, he said I was doing 'fairly well' for my age.
Feeling a bit put out, I said, 'Well. O.K. Doctor, do you think I will I live to be eighty?.
He thought a minute, then said, ' Do you smoke, drink wine, spirits or beer?'
I replied, 'No'.
He said, ' Do you eat steaks, barbequed ribs, play golf, sail a boat, go ballooning, motorcycling, or rock climbing?'
'No,' I said, 'they are far too dangerous for a man of my age.'
'Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or sexually fool around?' he asked.
'Good heavens, no!' I replied.
'Well what the f**k do you want to live to be eighty for?' he said.
Derrick.
