This is just a typical conversation you may overhear between my husband and I:
(an elderly lady passes by using a walker)
Scott: I can't wait until you get like that
(here I am thinking he's having a sentimental moment about us growing old together)
Scott: So it will be harder for you to get away.
Me: Whatever. With your diabetes your feet will fall off way before I am walker bound.
Scott: Whatever yourself, you're diabetes is worse than mine, YOUR feet will fall off first.
Me: Well it's a bet then. Whoevers feet falls off first is the loser.