The ultimate irony

So Andres has been really into "sustainable architecture" lately. He keeps reading articles that talk about how if the world continues at the rate it's at, there will be a "catastrophic climate" change on the globe by the year 2050. basically, the ice caps will all melt and the earth will flood. so i say to andres, it doens't matter because we'll be close to dead by then. we'll just get a house boat when we retire and we can float away. then andres reminds me that'd we have to stock it with food, including vegetables. now, growing up, my mother would always scare us by telling us that if we didn't eat our fruit and vegetables, "te va dar escorbuto". young and innocent that i was, it was not until much later that i learned that the only ones who really die of scurvy are pirates and pilgrims. wouldn't it be the ultimate irony if i did in fact die of scurvy at the age of 70?