When I perish, (and hopefully that won't be until the 2112 Milwaukee Summer Olympics) my wife's got explicit instructions to dispose of my body on garbage day. host Carol from Feeling Peevish wonders what it'd be like if society had a large population of 158 year olds who just keep on ticking.
Well, for one thing you wouldn't be able to keep Depends™ in stock.
You know I'm born to lose, and gambling's for fools,
But that's the way I like it baby,
I don't wanna live for ever,
And don't forget the joker!