beat a hundred. Would knowing this be a good thing? And what about the flip side... the poor bastard who has his genes sniffed and prodded only to be told he'll be dead in week.
I prefer to live in ignorance of my best before date (which has, alas, already occurred). Thanks, but no. I'll continue to roll the dice. And bone up on the most satisfying suicide techniques.
Living to a hundred? Only if I could still drink, smoke, get it up, and be assured I'd see England win the World Cup. Otherwise, another five seems more than plenty.
3 years ago