Uh, oh. According to this article, your’re going to die.
Oh, poop! That’s going to interfere with my plans to live forever.
Seriously, I think genetics have as much to to with life span as anything else. I see a lot of 80-yr old ladies puffing a cigarette.
That reminds me of my recent physical. The Doc asked if I had any family who had cancer. “Yes, on my Mom’s side.” I replied.
“That’s bad”, he said.
“I know,” said I. “They all died in their late 80s...on my Dad’s side, they all lived into their 90s.”
The Doc decided I probably didn’t need to worry based on family history...