Rocket: Hey Greg; what do you have there?
Greg: Ah; just a letter from my insurance agent.
Rocket: Insurance? What the devil is that.
Greg: Devil is the right word; little buddy.
Rocket: Why do you say that? What is insurance?
Greg: Insurance is like gambling. It is where a company bets that you will live long enough to pay them more in premiums than you will get in a payout when you die.
Rocket: Then what happens if you die young?
Greg: Then you win!
Rocket: Stupid humans!
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