Thursday, January 24, 2008
Winchester Writes His Will
The hospital threw me out because I was there one minute longer than the allowed twenty-three hours and 59 minutes. But I'm still sick with the computer virus. I'm not going to make it. Goodbye, cruel world...
Wait! You haven't settled your affairs yet.
Wow, you came out of nowhere. Who are you?
I didn't know I had a lawyer.
Everyone has a lawyer.
Like everyone has an angel?
Except that angels don't bill by the hour. Who is your beneficiary? Who are you going to leave your all your money and stuff to?
I haven't thought about it. I've been so sick...
In that case, leave it all to me. Here's your last will and testament. Sign, please.
I have a feeling you are definitely not my angel.