The old song goes like this:
In heaven, there is no beer
That’s why we drink it here
‘Cause when we’re gone from here
All our friends will be drinking all our beer
You could have had that iPad. Now that snot-nosed little brat who was just waiting for you to die will get it instead.
Selling your soul to the Devil? Yeah, that was a bad trade. But that cheesecake looked so tasty. These are two common deathbed regrets illustrated by Carolyn Hiler in A Zillion Dollars Comics.