True story:
James had a cousin (male) who would go on and on about my chest...he just loved it to pieces. ( he was a drunken fool...but we loved him) anyhow...to shut him up I promised him that when he lay dying I'd suffocate him with my rack and end his misery.
Don't you know that a few months later he was diagnoses with terminal cancer!

and the first thing he did was remind me of what I had said.