I just saw an article this month about how a tribe
in the Amazon lost like a score of people due to
rabies from the bats. It's not uncommon, as Google
shows me.

I used to be all, "omg if we're gonna build a life
together, i don't wanna see you die of cancer."
But just recently, I realised that, given the fact
all the online life-expectancy calculators tell me
I'm going to die at 54 (I gained two years when I
got fat, and stopped exercising, leaving the house,
and working!) that's not really a valid excuse for
why I don't like smoking. Now I just have to say,
"Don't rub your nicotine fingertips all over my
paper-thin skin!"