Old Kadizzle made it to and from Bismarck for his check up. The news was good. The cancer devil seems to be held at bay. The young doctor also said Kadizzle will only need one more round of girl juice. Girl juice suppresses testosterone and produces hot flashes.
Of course even the best news has a downside. Kadizzle will live longer. What is the down side to that? Kadizzle runs his finances with a special program that takes life expectancy into account. Cheech is in the process of buying a home in New York that will break the bank. Kadizzle is expected to donate. On a monthly basis the shorter your life the more income you have. Of course the opposite is true. So Cheech who loves Kadizzle dearly said we have to recalculate.
Kadizzle discovered the program for retirement before he retired. The wonderful thing about the program is you can adjust when you die. If Kadizzle can manage to be dead by 80 things will be peachy, but if he goes past 85 things could get dicey. It really comes down to the quality of the nursing home. There is another whole aspect to this. The Commander has to have some cheese to live on. The Commander is a tough bird, and Kadizzle once ran a computer program on how long The Commander would last. The Commander could easily go past 100.
We leave for Arizona today so we could be killed in a plane crash and this all may be wasted ink. Kadizzle does not want to see the old Commander destitute after he goes on to meet the lord, so Kadizzle has set up an adoption for The Commander. Cheech, and Little Granpa have agreed to adopt The Commander. Little Grandpa knows how this works. Little Grandpa's father adopted his mother Gam who now lived the life of ease with Little Granpa's dad. This can work.
So now we have a financial plan. It is as sound as the one my friend Shanika has. Every month Shanika buys lottery tickets to pay for his retirement.
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