*random joke appears*
An older man, who had found out he didn't have long left, was sitting across his wife by the kitchen table.
He looked at his chair and asked his wife: honey, when I'm no longer here, do you think another man will ever sit on my chair?
The wife: Oh, I can't predict the future, but I suppose that's possible.
The man got visibly sadder before looking towards their bedroom.
Him: honey, when I'm no longer here, do you think another man will ever use my side of the bed?
The wife: Oh, I can't predict the future, but I suppose that's possible
The man got even sadder and looked out the window, studying his car.
Him: when I'm no longer here, do you think another man will drive my trusty old Honda?
Wife: Ofcourse not. He drives a mercedes.
He looked at his chair and asked his wife: honey, when I'm no longer here, do you think another man will ever sit on my chair?
The wife: Oh, I can't predict the future, but I suppose that's possible.
The man got visibly sadder before looking towards their bedroom.
Him: honey, when I'm no longer here, do you think another man will ever use my side of the bed?
The wife: Oh, I can't predict the future, but I suppose that's possible
The man got even sadder and looked out the window, studying his car.
Him: when I'm no longer here, do you think another man will drive my trusty old Honda?
Wife: Ofcourse not. He drives a mercedes.





