A few years back, a friend of mine was having dinner with his father and his wife's parents. I do not know his in-laws well, but the times I have seen them I always leave feeling hopeless and suicidal--their attitudes were finely tuned to the negative things of life.
So (the story goes), at this dinner, my friend's father was sitting and listening to their delightfully nihilistic conversation. After an hour, he finally stopped and said, "Jim, is there anything that you like?"
Jim was silent for over five minutes before he cautiously replied, "Well, I used to like fishing, but I don't do it any more."
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