A women passing by happened to notice an old man in his rocking chair on his front veranda. He was stooped and frail, his hands shook involuntarily and his face was heavily lined and wrinkled but he looked supremely happy. She was intrigued.
“Excuse me,” she said. “I can’t help but notice how happy you look. What is your secret?”
The man looked up and smiled showing his broken stained teeth. “I smoke three packets of cigarettes a day, I drink two bottles of rum every day, I only eat junk food and I have never ever exercised. And this has been my lifestyle since I was fifteen” he said.
“Good heavens above. That is incredible. How old are you?” she asked.