I just gave a good friend of mine a brownie. It was a good brownie. And after eating it, he said, “well, that probably took about three minutes off of my life.”
I couldn’t help but think, “what if that’s a good thing?”
What if, at the two minute and thirty second mark of that three minutes, he would have accidentally walked into a helicopter blade and had his head severed?
It may have been a good thing to die three minutes earlier – especially by brownie.
It was a good brownie.