The old couple sat on the garden bench when she
said, "Remember, we used to hold hands here". He
then put his hand on hers.
"And remember", she said, "We used to cuddle each
other here too". He proceeded to give her a cuddle.
She then said, "And remember you used to nibble on
my ear and whispered sweet nothings".
The man then departed and the woman yelled out,
"Where are you going".
He replied, "To look for my teeth".

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I am not at all worried about dying
... but just hope I am not there at the time.