Maxine’s (and my) Living Will

   
Last  night my sister and I were sitting in the den and I said to  her, “I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on  some machine and fluids from a bottle to keep me alive.   That would be no quality of life at all,  If that ever  happens, just pull the plug.” 
   

So she got up, unplugged the computer, and threw out my wine.
   

She’s  such a bitch.