Uninsurable - Comic 1116
The idea for this strip came to my mind as I sat down with an insurance salesman and discussed my own life insurance. Fortunately, he was not aware of my own flippist tendencies, and therefore didn’t have any problem at all with selling me some nice, cheap life insurance.
Now, if I die, somebody’s getting some serious money shoved into their pockets. All I have to do now is sit back and wait for the hot, sexy young women to simply line up, trembling with desire and willing to compete in mortal kombat with each other in order to determine which one will get to marry me and then kill me for my money. But little do they suspect that my insurance plan is about as small as I am bald (which means it’s a whole lot of small). I shall be laughing at them from my grave.
Perhaps it’s not the ideal way to go about this sort of thing, but at least I get to use the ultimate pick-up line: “If we get married and I die, you’ll be rich”.
Good hunting;
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