A man finds out he has five days to live and decides to have one last night out with the guys. He takes his son to a strip club, and after all his friends have arrived he makes the announcement. “I’ve got bad news,” he tells them. “I’m dying of AIDS. This is the last time I’ll ever see you guys.”

Once they get over their initial shock, his buddies start making toasts and buying him lap dances.

“Hey, Dad,” whispers the son. “Why did you tell everyone you’re dying of AIDS? You’ve got cancer.”

“Shh,” he says. “I don’t want them banging your mother when I’m gone.”

Cathleen Smith
Douglas, AZ