Aussiebloke quietly enters the Cardio-lounge...

Sidles over to the bar and quietly orders a double-pneumonia - shaken, not stirred...

Takes a sip, masterfully resist the temptation to cough and splutter as the firewater slips past the oesophageal varices - blinks away the tears - regains focus, and there she is, the woman of my dreams!

"Hey babe, you've got acute angina"

Whap! Gets hit upside the head with a banjo.

Dang! I hate that.