I'm with you there. I don't even want the doctors sticking anything up there. When they speak of prostate cancer I tell them, "So, I'll Die".
That reminded me of this joke:
Tom is 60 years old man who has traveled all around the globe in his youth. Now in 2010 however his favorite hobby is to entertain the patrons of the bar he frequents with stories from his trips. One night he gets massively drunk (courtesy of a 20$ bill he found in the bus stop earlier in the day) and starts a story about his run in with the locals during his 1977 trip to
New Guinea:
"those Korowai fuckers ... one time I was lost in the jungles for 3 days ... 3 full days I tell you but back then I was 27, I was in great shape ... so I am looking for food and these fuckers they come out of nowhere! They get me, well I fought back cause I know these fuckers are cannibals, but I'm too tired and starved and there is just too many of them, so they get me and they tie my hands and feet and then they bring me to the tree house of the sorcerer of their clan who can speak some English. So this guy ... is fucking brilliant I tell you, fucking brilliant ... he tells me either ... that either he and the men in tree house are going to cook and eat me or they all are gonna fuck me ...." at this point Tom stops, suddenly the buzz from all the beers is gone and he feels strangely clear headed and he realizes what he has done. After a minute of silence someone shouts:
"so Tom what happened?" and Tom says:
"well they ate me".