Putting Your Affairs In Order...

> A woman went to her doctor.
> The doctor, after an examination, sighed and
> said, 'I've some bad news.
> You have 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 cancer.
> Let's head to the club and have a martini.'
>
> After 3 or 4 martinis, the two were feeling a
> little less somber.
> There were some laughs and more martinis.
> 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 were aghast and gave the woman
> their condolences.
>
> After the friends left, the woman's daughter
> leaned over and whispered,
>
> 'Momma, I thought you said you were dying
> of cancer, and you just told your friends you
> were dying of AIDS.'
>
> The woman said, 'I don't want any of those
> b!$*&es sleeping with your father after I'm gone.'
>
> That's 'Putting Your Affairs In Order.

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