"Let me tell you something now, Johnny. Last Thursday I turned 95 years old. And I never exercised a day in my life. Every morning I wake up and I smoke a cigarette and then I eat five strips of bacon. And for lunch I eat a bacon sandwich. And for a mid-day snack-- bacon! A whole damn plate! And I usually drink my dinner. Now according to all of them flat belly experts I should've took a dirt nap like thirty years ago. But each year comes and goes and I'm still here, ha, and they keep dyin'. Y'know, sometimes I wonder if God forgot about me. Just goes to show you, huh?"
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