Roger Miller recorded an old song titled, ‘Lou Got The Flu And He Died.’ Well that’s how I feel. I seem to have contracted the East Texas version of Ebola. Whatever it is, I can understand when someone says, "There are worse things than dying." Yes, I went to the doctor and she did her routine and gave me a shot and a prescription. She did tell me I had a cold nose. I think she used to be a vet.
Not only am I going to have to die to get better, our 49th wedding anniversary is today. My financial controller never quite knows what to expect from me. So, I told her we will do something really different and take a tour of all the local funeral homes. You know, check out a few caskets. I’ve heard they have made some real progress in those. I think you can get them now with Wi-Fi. After a full day of trying them out for size and comfort, a nice dinner at the local chicken shack. We can even go inside instead of using the drive through.
And, when we get home, we can get out the life insurance policies and tally up how much she gets if I croak.
She did seem to light up when I told her she doesn’t have to pay taxes on life insurance.
PMO
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