The other day, my new health card came in the mail. Along with it came a new organ donor card. I filled it out and left it on the counter for The Guy to sign as a witness. He came home and I told him there it was there to sign.
The Guy: What is it?
Me: My new organ donor card. You know that when I die, I want my organs donated.
The Guy: No way.
Me: What?
The Guy: I was planning on harvesting them myself and selling to the highest bidder.
See, this is why we seek a life partner. So the black market sale of our organs can benefit someone we formerly knew and loved. It's sweet in a Hannibal Lecter kind of way, and something I can completely see Dave saying to me. It's how we know they love us ... or at least will keep us around until they're really hard up for cash.
ReplyDeleteHahaha.
ReplyDeleteNow there is an eminently practical Guy!
ReplyDeleteThat should stand you well during your marriage.
When your children are ready for university and he starts discussing your life insurance, be careful.
ReplyDeleteSee? I KNEW you'd find him. I can't even wait til the two of you are married. You are SO lucky...for realsies!!!
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