I am a firm beliver in irony. It's something that happens to everyone at least once in a while. Some of the cases of irony are famous, like the Titanic. A ship that had the claim "God can not sink this ship" sunk on it's first voyage. So with this in mind I know how long my friends and I will live.

Due to my avoidance of drinking any form of alchol, having never done any drugs, and being a non-smoker many of my friends who do partake of these things have said I'll outlive them and will be the last alive out of the group. Right off the bat, really heavy chances for irony to strike. So I'm set to be the first to go out of my friends.

But here is the true capper: When I was very young I had it in my head one day that everyone died when they reached the age of fourty. Which is ridiculous considering my Mom gave birth to me when she was that age, so when she told me this I simply told her in return that she should be dead. I must have been around two or three when this occured.

So with that in mind I will live to the age of fourty. All my friends will live longer though some less since irony applies to stupid crap you do when you're young.

Care to live it up with me?