Smart A$$ Wife

Anonymous

While watching the NASCAR race on TV, last week, Linda and I discussed death and the quality of life. I don't know how we got started on the subject,maybe because she had just spoken with her dad, who is in poor health.

After going through the passing of my parents, both of whom had documented their desire that "no heroic efforts" be expended in keeping them alive, I told her, "Just so you know, I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids from a bottle. If that ever happens, just pull the plug."

She promptly got up, unplugged the TV and threw out all my beer. Some days I hate being married to a smart-ass.