Little Johnny is sitting on a park bench, munching one chocolate bar after another.
After seeing him starting on his sixth, a man on the bench across from him shakes his head.
‘Son,’ tuts the gentleman, ‘Eating all that chocolate isn't good for you. It will give you acne, rot your teeth and make you fat.’
Little Johnny looks back at him. ‘My grandfather lived to be 107,’ he replies.
The man nods sagely. ‘But did your grandfather eat six candy bars at a time?’
Little Johhny looks at him. ‘No,’ he said, ‘He just minded his own f**king business.’
'nite folks
