Joke: Father will die

A baby was born to a couple. When he was one, he could talk like an
adult. When he was two, he could read anything. When he was three, he
could do advanced calculus. When he was four, he could predict the future.

One day, he made three predictions: "One year from today, I will die.
Two years from today, my mother will die. Three years from today, my
father will die."

Sure enough, a year later the young boy died.

The father, getting the picture in a big way, loaded up his wife with
a million dollars in life insurance. A year later she died.

The father collected the million dollar insurance benefit, and,
figuring he only had a year before his own death, went on a 364-day
binge. Fast cars! Faster women! Exotic vacations! Flings with supermodels!

His timing was perfect, for on the 364th day, he blew the last penny
on a Blue Sapphire martini and an exotic dancer with a taste for
overpriced champagne and sexy lingerie!!!

At midnight, he toasted himself, "What a way to go," and slipped off
into what he assumed would be his *big* sleep.

To his amazement, he woke up the next morning... He thought he had
cheated death! He was invincible!

But then the exotic dancer with whom he'd spend the night broke the news...

"Honey, better come quick, the pool boy's dead."