ME: Yes, sir.
IT: What the hell for?
ME: One never knows when he is going to, uh, drop dead.
IT: No. I mean what the hell do I want an insurance policy for?
ME: Statistics demonstrate that everyone wants the security of a life insurance policy.
IT: I don't.
So, that's the way it goes. I've had another idea, though. How does this strike you, boss? The local Army commander has his headquarters not far from Rmpldecroidesanspertxkle. Since the whole planet is under military rule because of the constant warfare, I figure if I can sell a policy to General Multacni, I could then sell every dogfoot in his command. How does the idea strike you?
With a glimmer of hope,
Sammy Trumple
Interstellar Division
Terran Insurance Co.
Baltimore, Md., Earth