The whole Michael Douglas/CZJ story about HPV, cancer and muff diving has lead to "pussyeater's cancer" becoming a phrase in my inner circle. As in, "I would contract pussyeater's cancer for her." If you're catching cancer, that's the one you want.
To be fair, if a deity said to me "Stiffmeister, here's a deal for you. In five years' time you'll be diagnosed with cancer and it will kill you. But you'll spend those five years going down on a stone cold 10" - I'd take it. Fuck it, who am I kidding. Two years.