The doctor, after an examination, sighed and said, " I've got some bad news. You have cancer."
The woman was shocked, but managed to compose herself.
She headed to a bar with her daughter. After consuming some martinis, the two were feeling a little less somber.
Some of the woman's old friends were curious as to what the two were celebrating. The woman told her friends they were drinking to her impending end, "I've been diagnosed with AIDS."
The friends were aghast, gave the woman their condolences and beat a hasty retreat.
After the friends left, the daughter whispered, "Momma, you have cancer. Why did you tell them that you are dying of AIDS?"
"'Because I don't want any of those bitches sleeping with your father after I'm gone."
