Me? I die while in a hardware store. A strange man picks up an axe and attacks me with it, dismembering my body.
Posted by Karol at 05:12 PM
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While drunk with friends, you fall down a flight of stairs and break your neck. Thinking you’ve simply passed out, your friends ignore your lifeless body for hours.
Thanks, Karol. This really cheered me after the crappy day I’ve had. I was totally planning on drinking my sorrows away tonight.
“While attending a renaissance fair, you’re bludgeoned to death with a lute by a crazed minstrel.”
I was kind of hoping for my old Count Dooku standby of:
“When you are a crazy old man, you shall lead an army of seccesionists, only to have a young foe you previously defeated cut off your hands and head cause you were tricked by the politcal leader you kidnapped who was secretly in cohoots with you or so you thought.”
You suffer a massive heart attack while home alone. You collapse to the ground, only to be found dead hours later.
Egads, that’s a bit depressing…
You are ravaged by a pack of dingoes while touring the Australian outback.
So as long as I avoid Australia, I guess I’ll live forever.
“After haggling over the price of meat, an enraged butcher beats you to death with a frozen beef tongue.”
Now that just weird.
I personally shot death by a woman husband wire doing his wife.
“…home intruders…beat you to death with your own fireplace tools.”
“After years of mistreating telemarketers, your lifeless and battered body is found next to a bloodied telephone handset.”
Damn, I knew those calls would come back on me.
Jessica, you and my sis share the same fate…