Reminds me of the 30-something lady who, at every family wedding, was accosted by an elderly aunt who would pinch her cheek and say, “Don’t worry honey. You’re next.”
After a few years, when a mutual relative passed away, their paths crossed at the funeral. The 30-something lady walked up to her elderly aunt, pinched her cheek and cheerfully said, “Don’t worry honey. You’re next.”