One of the guys he worked with was a smoker for 22 years. His wife was always nagging him to quit smoking because she was afraid that those cigarettes would kill him. So finally after a 9 month struggle he had quit smoking. He had gone 2 weeks without a cigarette and decided to take his family camping for the weekend. The day before they left he took their RV to the gas station to fuel up and to pick up some supplies. On the way home a sleepy semi-truck driver swerved into his lane, sideswiping his rv and pushing it into the trees and nearby cattle fence. Unfortunatly, he was not wearing his seatbelt and was expelled out of the RV into the fence. And to put it bluntly, it cheese-grated him. He died that day.

To me, all this says is not matter what you do, weather you drink, smoke, or are overweight when your tickets up, its up. You’ll die when you die, and thats that.

What do you think???