I will die by cancer. Unless you live in a third world country, chances are you too will die by cancer or heart disease.
How do you think you will die?
Either my being diabetic kills me or the cancer does.
Maybe both of them join together to kill me in some ultimate death-from-sickness way
Probably suicide some day whenever I finally can't control my curiosity about what happens after you die. The note will most likely read "I'VE GOT A HEAD START."
Although Ideally, it would be in an explosion of some sort, and the only remaining pieces of me would be my still fully intact and assembled skeleton throwing up the horns at the bottom of a smoldering crater.
While bench pressing body builders (whom are bench pressing), I shit my pants with the force of a missile, propelling me forwards and out the window. It's been foretold.
Believe.
I'm going to be wearing a deep sea diving helmet filled with hand grenades and wellington boots full of nitro glycerine while tap dancing on the piano of my favourite aunt.
Either that or I'll forget all human limits at an eat all you like buffet.
I hope I die peacefully, maybe with friends and family around me. You know, the way most people want to die.
I'll be taking my son and wife to an opera, but my son will have a panic attack related to a recent accident causing him to fall down a well. Then we'll leave the opera house down a back alley as to not disturb those watching the performance. However, then we will be assaulted by a mugger. I'll give him the cash, but he'll shoot me and my wife regardless. However, my son will live, and will avenge me through a lifetime of crimefighting.
What? If people repeatedly throw crap at my grave i'll come back to life?!
ZING!
I get to live AND i get free stuff.
I am aiming for a nice healthy heart attack. Sometime before 50 and definitely before 60. I want to be big and fat, full and well rested when it hits.
Smooth as cream. I have no interest in growing old and being run down.
But knowing the way the world works, I will more than likely get stomach cancer or something rotten like that. So either way, fuck it. The dude abides.
I'm pissed because my zombie-survival plan was thrown out of wack by the gunshop nearest to my home going out of business. I still have an escape plan, but that plan requires some foraging at stores and such..guns are required.
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