Three desperately ill men met with their doctor one day to discuss their
options.
One was an alcoholic, one was a chain-smoker, and one was a homosexual.
The doctor, addressing all three of them, said, "If any of you indulge in
your vices one more time,
you will surely die."
The men left the Doctor's' office, each convinced that he would never
again indulge
himself in his vice.
While walking toward the subway for their return trip to the suburbs,
they passed a bar.
The alcoholic, hearing the loud music and smelling the ale, could not stop
himself.
His buddies accompanied him into the bar, where he had a shot of whiskey.
No sooner had he replaced the shot glass on the bar, he fell off his
stool, stone cold dead.
His companions, somewhat shaken, left the bar, realizing how seriously
they must take the Doctor's' words.
As they walked along, they came upon a cigarette butt lying on the ground,
still burning.
The homosexual looked at the chain-smoker and said,
"You know if you bend over to pick that up, we're both dead."

 

that is just wrong on so many levels