Just after I left school...
The brother of a school friend of mine was working construction in the city, when his older brother paid him a visit at work. Peter stopped for a chat to his brother and to have a smoke. The brother told him he should quit, it was bad for him, blah blah.
Peter responded with 'I'm here for a good time, not for a long time.'
The next day, he fell from a girder, and died.
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