Putting Your Affairs In Order
A doctor, after examining a middle-aged woman, sighed and said to his patient, "I've got 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.
"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. So, let's head to the club and have a martini."
After three or four martinis, the two were feeling a little less somber. There were some laughs and more martinis.
They were eventually approached by some of the mother'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, gave their condolences and beat a hasty retreat.
After the friends left, the daughter leaned over and whispered, "Mom, I thought you said you were dying of cancer, and you just told your friends you were dying of AIDS! Why did you do that?"
"Because I don't want any of those bitches sleeping with your father after I'm gone."