We are dying!
Shared by Bear Tales follower John.
The doctor, after an examination, sighed and said, ‘I’ve got some bad news. You have terminal cancer, and you’d best put your affairs in order.’
The woman was shocked, but managed to compose herself and walk into the waiting room where her daughter had been waiting. ‘Well, daughter, we women celebrate when things are good, and we celebrate when things don’t go so well. In this case, things aren’t well. I have terminal cancer. So, let’s head to the club and have a champagne.’
After 3 or 4 champagnes, the two were feeling a little less sombre. There were some laughs and more champagnes. They were eventually approached by some of the woman’s old friends, who were curious as to what the two were celebrating.
The woman told her friends they were drinking to her impending end, ‘I’ve been diagnosed with AIDS.’ The friends…
View original post 79 more words