I was talking with two of my conspecifics at the office today about people who have lumps or growths but don't get them checked out until it's too late. One lady told a story about how what she thought was a pimple on her nose turned out to be basal cell carcinoma. The other lady immediately chimed in, "Ah, the good skin cancer."
The "good" skin cancer? I don't think so. There's skin cancer and worse skin cancer, but there is no good skin cancer. If it was good cancer, everybody would be trying to get it.
My conspecific also observed that the lady with cancer was "lucky". If she had been lucky, it would have been just a pimple. I've been known to ascribe luck to people at inane times. Most recently, a friend whose brother broke both his legs and skull in a motorbike crash, was told by me that his brother was "lucky". After all, he hadn't been killed. If he had been "lucky", he wouldn't have crashed the bike.