While I was watching the play-off games last weekend,
my wife and I got into a conversation about life and death, and the need for living wills.
During the course of the conversation I told her that I never wanted to exist in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and taking fluids from a bottle.
She got up, unplugged the TV and threw out all my Liquor.
Sometimes it's tough being married to a smartass.