Two guys were discussing life in general over drinks one night.
“My grandfather lived to be 96.”
“Ninety-six? What finally got him?”
“Liquor and women.”
“Well, that just goes to show ya,” snickered the one guy, “both will get you in the end.”
“Well actually, no, it’s not what ya think. Towards the end, Grandpa couldn’t get either, so he just laid down and died.”
It’s 10pm when the phone rings in Dr. Stein’s house.
“It’s Dr. Gold,” says his wife, passing him the phone, “I do hope it’s not another emergency.”
Dr. Stein takes the phone and says, “Hi, what’s up?”
“Don’t worry, everything’s OK,” replies Dr. Gold. “It’s just that I’m at home with Dr. Lewis and Dr. Kosiner. We’re having a little game of poker and we’re short one player so we thought you might like to come over and join us?”
“Sure …. yes, of course,” replies Dr. Stein, putting on a serious voice, “I’m leaving right now.” And he puts down the phone.
“What’s happened?” his wife asks, with a worried look.
“It’s very serious,” Dr. Stein replies. “They’ve already called three doctors.”