Two friends were reflecting on life over a few drinks at a bar.
“My grandfather lived to be 96 years old,” one man noted proudly.
“Ninety-six? Wow!” his friend replied. “What finally got him?”
“Liquor and women.”
The friend snickered and shook his head. “Well, that just goes to show you… both of those vices will catch up to you in the end.”
“Oh, it’s not what you think,” the grandson replied. “Towards the end, Grandpa couldn’t get either one of ’em, so he just gave up and died.”
