When I first met Vincent,I think on our 2nd date,he had told me a "funny"story about how he had met a Romanian gypsy at a fair,a long,long,long time ago (it must of been a VERY long time ago,as we all know,Vincent would never go for that kind of paranormal,woo woo crap!) but this lovely gypsy told him,after having stared in her crystal ball (and of course,after receiving the customary $35....) that poor Vincent was going to die at age 55.....by a lawnmower!.....
So over the past 2 years that I have known Vincent,I have diligently kept him away from anything remotely to do with lawnmowers,whilst of course laughing my head off...and the other day on the airplane,I was reading De Telegraaf,and they had this charming article,about a lovely gentleman,who was killed by a lawnmower....I came home,and taped it to the kitchen door,as a reminder of Vincents mortality!......He had a good chuckle when he came home and read it!....
You just got to keep laughing,life is not a dress rehearsal and everyone should just enjoy living!
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