When it came to my father's mortality, I was somewhat philosophical.
And then I was locked up in a holding cell, wondering what to do next.
I tell you, it really makes a man think.
I once assumed I worked for the New England Journal of Medicine. My error seems to have led to some expensive renovations.
This sort of thing happens to me quite a lot.
And this is how Wrongcards generally happens.
Sometimes, I make mistakes.