BITCHES TIL THE END
A doctor, just after an examination of his female patient, sighed and said, "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, saying "Well, 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 3 or 4 drinks, the two were feeling a little less sad.
There were some laughs and more martinis.The two were eventually approached by some of the woman's 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 woman said.
Her friends were aghast, gave the woman their condolences and beat a hasty retreat.
After the friends left, the woman's daughter leaned over and whispered to her Mom, "I thought you were dying of cancer, but you just told your friends you were dying of AIDS!
Why did you do that?"
She replied, "Honey, it's because I don't want any of those bitches sleeping with your father after I'm gone."
And THAT, my friends, is what is called, "Putting Your Affairs In Order!"
(I'm gonna remember this one!) HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
Pay backs are BITCH !!! I LIKE this one! Fran
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