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They say only two things are certain in life, death and taxes, but since taxes bore me stupid, I was wondering how would you like to shuffle off the mortal coil.... Kick the bucket.. Die!


(Oh the oringinality, with ideas this fresh I would fit right in in hollywood....:rolleyes:)

Quietly and in my sleep.

They say only two things are certain in life, death and taxes, but since taxes bore me stupid, I was wondering how would you like to shuffle off the mortal coil.... Kick the bucket.. Die!


(Oh the oringinality, with ideas this fresh I would fit right in in hollywood....:rolleyes:)

In my sleep...or maybe during sex.

Piano falling on my head. :D

Taking a few million people with me... throwing the switch on a thermonuclear device...

I always wanted to pack a DC-3 full of propane and hit a cow. Then all my pals can come over and have a BBQ in my honour.

Doesn't matter to me, as long as I have Christ on my mind when it happens.

I always wanted to pack a DC-3 full of propane and hit a cow. Then all my pals can come over and have a BBQ in my honour.

LOL!

Crashing a Lamborghini GT Racecar at a Targa at age 90.

I don't think I could complain then.

They say only two things are certain in life, death and taxes, but since taxes bore me stupid, I was wondering how would you like to shuffle off the mortal coil.... Kick the bucket.. Die!


(Oh the oringinality, with ideas this fresh I would fit right in in hollywood....:rolleyes:)

list... no particular order.
1) in my sleep
2) while making love to my GF/Wife
3) Saving a life.

in my sleep, on my hundredth birthday.

LOL!

Gotta go out with a bang, otherwise it's just no fun.

I can't see myself living past the age of 25, actually.

Preferably, I want to be unconscious when my heart stops.

2) while making love to my GF/Wife
Sure, your girlfriend might not be all that good in the sack, but don't you think that that dying to get out of it is a little extreme? Couldn't you just fake a head ache like everyone else?

2) while making love to my GF/Wife


Sadistic bastard. How could you do that to another person. Especially someone you love.



;)

My S.O. is 30 years older than I am. I'd be horrified if he died while we were having sex. I told him to die in a hospital like a sensible person.

Of old age, preferably while standing, and not on a line at the food store either.

Seeking the ultimate challenge, I decide to do the impossible.

I first travel to Italy, where I borrow the Shroud of Turin. While in Italy, I'll run over to Florence and grab Galileo's preserved middle finger. Upon completion of these objectives, I travel to the bottom of the Mariana Trench and retrieve a the Spear of Longinus (sunk by the Allies after WWII, fearing its power). Afterwards, I travel to Detroit, where I pick up the TRUE Crown of Thorns (It was in Detroit? Who knew?).

Next, I head over to New Hampshire, and stock up on Coke and Ramen Noodles ('Tis going to be a long trip, plus, no taxes in NH). Lastly, I call Ben Affleck and tell him he owes me a favor, and tell him to meet me in Bangkok.

Once there, I use the artifacts I had gathered, save Galileo's middle finger (that's for later), to open up a gateway to Hell. I leap into the firey chasm, and drag Affleck along.

While he takes notes, we travel through the mountains and lakes of Perdition, and find my way to the Soul Cube. The Cube is in a lockbox, using genetic code as a key...in this case, Galileo's (so he WAS in cahoots with the devil). I unlock the Cube, and use a "trans-dimentional transporter" I picked up on my last adventure to Alpha Centauri, to teleport myself and Affleck back through the Hell Gate onto a beacon I laid before I left.

Using the Cube, I transform myself into the Bloodthirster (http://www.paintingclinic.com/images/bloodthirster/bloodthirster.jpg), while Affleck shoots footage for posterity. While in my demonic form, I sing "Row Row Row Your Boat" five times before the spell wears off.

Weakened, I grab Ben Affleck's collar, and drag him down. With my last breath, I beg of him to "tell my story". And with that, I expire.

...But he forgot to take off the lens to the camera, and he left his notes somewhere on the fifth level of Hell...

OH! And I forgot to seal the gate to Hell...*tisk* Knew I forgot something...

...Well...that's how I want to go out.

I would want to buy a brand new pistol then load it to its capacity then take 1 bullet and use a hammer to manualy hammer it into my skull, the media would be confused for years

I have known for a long time that I will die by drowning.

Considering that, you might think it foolish how much I love scuba diving, but I do it every chance I get!

:p

I don't know, in the service of Lolth or something like that?

Suprised we haven't had drown in booze yet, I thought that would be up there with old, in sleep with family around... Any how I think Bolol is winning on the origanality front.

Heart stopping. Just stopping, it's happened before so I know what to expect.

In the throes of orgasm.

Seeking the ultimate challenge, I decide to do the impossible.

I first travel to Italy, where I borrow the Shroud of Turin. While in Italy, I'll run over to Florence and grab Galileo's preserved middle finger. Upon completion of these objectives, I travel to the bottom of the Mariana Trench and retrieve a the Spear of Longinus (sunk by the Allies after WWII, fearing its power). Afterwards, I travel to Detroit, where I pick up the TRUE Crown of Thorns (It was in Detroit? Who knew?).

Next, I head over to New Hampshire, and stock up on Coke and Ramen Noodles ('Tis going to be a long trip, plus, no taxes in NH). Lastly, I call Ben Affleck and tell him he owes me a favor, and tell him to meet me in Bangkok.

Once there, I use the artifacts I had gathered, save Galileo's middle finger (that's for later), to open up a gateway to Hell. I leap into the firey chasm, and drag Affleck along.

While he takes notes, we travel through the mountains and lakes of Perdition, and find my way to the Soul Cube. The Cube is in a lockbox, using genetic code as a key...in this case, Galileo's (so he WAS in cahoots with the devil). I unlock the Cube, and use a "trans-dimentional transporter" I picked up on my last adventure to Alpha Centauri, to teleport myself and Affleck back through the Hell Gate onto a beacon I laid before I left.

Using the Cube, I transform myself into the Bloodthirster (http://www.paintingclinic.com/images/bloodthirster/bloodthirster.jpg), while Affleck shoots footage for posterity. While in my demonic form, I sing "Row Row Row Your Boat" five times before the spell wears off.

Weakened, I grab Ben Affleck's collar, and drag him down. With my last breath, I beg of him to "tell my story". And with that, I expire.

...But he forgot to take off the lens to the camera, and he left his notes somewhere on the fifth level of Hell...

OH! And I forgot to seal the gate to Hell...*tisk* Knew I forgot something...

...Well...that's how I want to go out.

Dude, I think you win the thread. That's awesome.

I think I'd like getting zombiefied, And start the mass zombie plague that claims north america and japan, IE I mean i wanna be the cause not just another casualty during the chaos

Dressed in a red suit and thrown out of an airplane with 8 reindeer(Dead or alive doesn't matter, they'll be dead when they hit), over an elementary school. Actually, scratch that. Pre-school.

I'M KIDDING!(Kinda)

Dude, I think you win the thread. That's awesome.

only for the reason that he also left Ben Affleck down there.

Sure, your girlfriend might not be all that good in the sack, but don't you think that that dying to get out of it is a little extreme? Couldn't you just fake a head ache like everyone else?

Sadistic bastard. How could you do that to another person. Especially someone you love.



;)

My S.O. is 30 years older than I am. I'd be horrified if he died while we were having sex. I told him to die in a hospital like a sensible person.

how else can I be both coming and going at the same time?

also, it would be known that she would be the best lay of my life.

and the shit eating grin on my face during the funeral would leave no doubt on how happy I was when I came and went.

In my sleep.

How about never!

I'd like to live to 150 just to see what the heck it's like.

I want to die quietly in my sleep, while saving the world.
Hope I finish the job before I go...

With blood in my mouth, rage in my heart, and screaming in defiance of my enemies.

(Ten thousand points if anyone can tell me what book thats a quote from)

Crushed under an avalanche of nude supermodels-after all, Death is only the beginning...

I'd like to die on my feet. Easiest way to get a job on the other side is walking in. But I want to have my funeral before I kick it. It will be more fun that way.

How would you like to die?
Doin' your mom.
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Crashing a Lamborghini GT Racecar at a Targa at age 90.

I don't think I could complain then.

Man, has Lamborghini yet produced a viable race car?

Death by asshat.

Preferably, I want to be unconscious when my heart stops.

that's normally the case !!!!!

I'd like to fall from orbit.

Summarily executed by the Bolivian army after a brutal guerrilla war.

I will climb to the top of a thirty-foot building in a heavily populated area. Then, I will tie twenty feet of thick, heavy rope around my ankles and ten feet of piano wire around my neck. Both the piano wire and rope will be attached to the same iron post. Finally, I will dip my hands in a large vat of super-glue and attach them to my face. To put my plan into action, I will simply adopt an insane, uncaring grin and step off the edge of the building.

The outcome is thus: my body will dangle ten feet off the ground, and ten feet above that, my hands (detached from my arms, possibly with parts of said arms, due to the extremely adhesive properties of the aforementioned super-glue) will grip my cheeks. My face will be contorted into the same deranged rictus as when I stepped off the building. It will gently sway in the breeze, dripping a lot, and anyone who sees it will be scarred for life.

With blood in my mouth, rage in my heart, and screaming in defiance of my enemies.

(Ten thousand points if anyone can tell me what book thats a quote from)

I'm guessing its not from anything written by Ghandi.:D

In a viking frenzy :)

Macerated by spinning turbine.

To stand under the rocket exhaust nozzle of the space shuttle during lift off while holding up a stick with a marshmallow on the end of it.

That'll fuck some people up. :)

I'd like to die in the wild either by freezing or being killed by a bear when I'm old.

Or in battle.

Strange, I know.

Alternatively, I'd like to die fighting with God over the last slice of pizza in the universe.

My dying words would be, "You're God! You could've made another! ...* "

:)

They say only two things are certain in life, death and taxes, but since taxes bore me stupid, I was wondering how would you like to shuffle off the mortal coil.... Kick the bucket.. Die!


(Oh the oringinality, with ideas this fresh I would fit right in in hollywood....:rolleyes:)

I'd like to die sleeping peacefully, like my grandpa.

Not panicking and screaming like the passengers in his bus :D

I'd like to die sleeping peacefully, like my grandpa.

Not panicking and screaming like the passengers in his bus :D

A classic. :)

A classic. :)

Yes, but it's still funny :D

I want to consume lots of drugs then jump out of a plane over the Sahara desert wearing a life-jacket. It'll confuse some archeologists in years to come.

I would like to die a zen death. To die by not dying

They say only two things are certain in life, death and taxes, but since taxes bore me stupid, I was wondering how would you like to shuffle off the mortal coil.... Kick the bucket.. Die!



I would like to die by being exploded into a fine vapour by an enormous bolt of lightning ...

Immediately after declaring in some very public way "THERE ARE NO GODS, let them strike me down this instant if it is not so."

... and let the atheists burn a candle in their temple of coincidence.

I want to consume lots of drugs then jump out of a plane over the Sahara desert wearing a life-jacket. It'll confuse some archeologists in years to come.

Unless you fall on the downy shoulders of a mighty African Condor, who wings you away to their eyrie on Mount Atlas for years and years of pneumatic lovin'.

But I sympathise with the "Dead is dead, fuck with their head" theme.

I would like to die on a day when I was woken up by being vomited on.......today is apparently not that day.

I am so........conflicted.

A) Yay! I probably won't die today, so I might get my death wish after all!

B) I got puked on.

:confused::(:p:rolleyes::headbang:

alone. in peace. dreaming my own dreams. thinking my own thoughts. believing my own beliefs.

just as i would prefer to live. only even more so in dying.

others are welcome to the romantic nonsense of glory. those who seek it are perfectly welcome to any share of it that would otherwise be mine.

=^^=
.../\...

To stand under the rocket exhaust nozzle of the space shuttle during lift off while holding up a stick with a marshmallow on the end of it.

That'll fuck some people up. :)

Except that no one will ever see the marshmallow remains as it's all vaporized.

I'm onto you LG.

You know damn well that they'd try to scrub the area with soap to wash it away, and the reaction would be so severe, you'd come back screaming from your incinerated ashes.

alone. in peace. dreaming my own dreams. thinking my own thoughts. believing my own beliefs.

just as i would prefer to live. only even more so in dying.

others are welcome to the romantic nonsense of glory. those who seek it are perfectly welcome to any share of it that would otherwise be mine.

=^^=
.../\...

Alone I agree with. Death seems fairly disturbing for the others, the ones who aren't doing the dying.

But then, I think of a friend dying alone, and it bugs me that they might have some final word, some thing they would say to me when they know there is no comeback ... and that's pretty disturbing too.

I like your posts. You make me think about the things I'm not good at thinking about.

I would like to die on a day when I was woken up by being vomited on.......today is apparently not that day.

I am so........conflicted.

A) Yay! I probably won't die today, so I might get my death wish after all!

B) I got puked on.

:confused::(:p:rolleyes::headbang:

That is either the weirdest joke I've ever heard on NSG or a clear sign that your therapist is not earning their money.

[your free therapist]
So, is being puked on good or bad for you? The last time you were puked on, was that good, or ...?
[/your free therapist]

I'm surprised and mildly disapointed that nobody said this.... but at the same time I am happy as a puppy!

Death by snu snu!! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYk32VD6I_4&mode=related&search=)

Should i ever make it into a leadership role i would like to be shot in full public view while delivering a speech as profound as i have a dream.. I would like to then pull myself up to the microphone and deliver a last final phrase that would no doubt touch the hearts and minds of people around the world condemning forever the aggression of those who shot me and pushing for unity of purpose and mind.

Any situation where i could leave a lasting impact that would involve a fairly rapid end would be fine by me.

That is either the weirdest joke I've ever heard on NSG or a clear sign that your therapist is not earning their money.

[your free therapist]
So, is being puked on good or bad for you? The last time you were puked on, was that good, or ...?
[/your free therapist]

it's not a joke, I really did wake up today with someone vomiting on me.

Looking on the bright side, maybe I won't die today.

Sadistic bastard. How could you do that to another person. Especially someone you love.



;)

My S.O. is 30 years older than I am. I'd be horrified if he died while we were having sex. I told him to die in a hospital like a sensible person.

Please tell me you didnt meet when you were 11 and he was 41.... hehehehe

Well i used to think shaving all the hair of my body and then running naked into a sausage blending machine would be cool if i filmed myself and people eventually found the recording a year later ...
But thats not really how i would want to die .. I don't know yet.

I've stated this a couple of times over the years, but here it goes again.

Option one:

Here's the setting: On a commercial airliner, where it's all relitively quite and the only thing you can hear is the hum of the engine.

Then, out of the blue, I look out my window, and regardless of where I am, whether it be over a body of water, the city of Chicago, a plain of corn, I yell out at the top of my lungs, "OH MY GOD! THAT MAN IS DROWNING!"

From here, I run over to the sealed door, open it, and hurl myself out of the airplane where I plummit to my death. All in the order to, "save the drowning man."

Option two:

This one is good. What I'd do is go to the top of a tall building, such as the Sears Tower or Empire State Building. Maybe not that tall, but a tall building nevertheless.

So what I do is go to the very top, tie a bungee chord around my ankles and fasten it to something secure in order to anchor myself. After this I wrap a thin sharp wire around my neck and then glue my hands to my head.

I jump off the building, and the wire cuts my head clean off, but since my hands are glued to my head, the end result should be me, hanging upside down off of a building, holding my own decapitated head.

Here's another:

Choking to death on the very last bite of the very last taco. *nod*

I've stated this a couple of times over the years, but here it goes again.

Option one:

Here's the setting: On a commercial airliner, where it's all relitively quite and the only thing you can hear is the hum of the engine.

Then, out of the blue, I look out my window, and regardless of where I am, whether it be over a body of water, the city of Chicago, a plain of corn, I yell out at the top of my lungs, "OH MY GOD! THAT MAN IS DROWNING!"

From here, I run over to the sealed door, open it, and hurl myself out of the airplane where I plummit to my death. All in the order to, "save the drowning man."

Option two:

This one is good. What I'd do is go to the top of a tall building, such as the Sears Tower or Empire State Building. Maybe not that tall, but a tall building nevertheless.

So what I do is go to the very top, tie a bungee chord around my ankles and fasten it to something secure in order to anchor myself. After this I wrap a thin sharp wire around my neck and then glue my hands to my head.

I jump off the building, and the wire cuts my head clean off, but since my hands are glued to my head, the end result should be me, hanging upside down off of a building, holding my own decapitated head.

:( You have given this subject more thought that I have, I see.

I can only hope that security in the Very Tall Building notice your wildly rolling eyes and the bungee cord dangling from your back pocket, and keep you from upstaging my live-on-national-TV, struck-by-lightning-while-down-a-coal-mine schtick.
Yeah, I cheated and added the coal mine prop. I'm desperate!

Option two:

This one is good. What I'd do is go to the top of a tall building, such as the Sears Tower or Empire State Building. Maybe not that tall, but a tall building nevertheless.

So what I do is go to the very top, tie a bungee chord around my ankles and fasten it to something secure in order to anchor myself. After this I wrap a thin sharp wire around my neck and then glue my hands to my head.

I jump off the building, and the wire cuts my head clean off, but since my hands are glued to my head, the end result should be me, hanging upside down off of a building, holding my own decapitated head.Since you'd be dying by decapitation you would concious of this fact for up to 30 seconds. Now wouldn't that be nice.

Some ways I would like to die:

1. Gunned down on a drive-by.

2. With a single headshot from a :sniper:

3. Blewed up into pieces by a conventional bomb or rocket of any type.

I want to die in a blaze of glory.

I want to die like my grandfather. Peacefully in his sleep. Not screaming like the passangers in his car.

I want to die like my grandfather. Peacefully in his sleep. Not screaming like the passangers in his car.

I already did this one :(

Executed by Guillotine

I would die while entertaining children in a Barney costume. :D

heroin overdose.

Doing Something Lengendry, Like drinking 100 pints of beer or spending every single penny of your savings on chocolate...

Surrounded by the fallen, bloodied corpses of my enemies.

In Battle. FOR SPARTA! I would like to dine in hell! (I've heard they have excellent roast duck)

Doesn't matter to me, as long as I have Christ on my mind when it happens.

And crashing a Bugatti Veyron (http://www.totalcarcrashes.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/car_crashes_0230.jpg) right into a football (Non-American) stadium during the World Cup Final, and having the car spin out, blocking a penalty kick in a shootout.

Electrocution, and taking the NS server with me.

Spontaneous human combustion while hugging Fred Phelps. :)

Electrocution, and taking the NS server with me.
Now that's just mean.

I want to die by drowning while wrestling a shark. Maybe.

By overdosing on sleeping pills and anti-depressants when I'm to old to do anything on my own.

By overdosing on sleeping pills and anti-depressants when I'm to old to do anything on my own.

Understandable. People often want to die like they lived. :)

By coming in contact with an anti matter version of myself.

If I'm going down I'm taking the rest of the planet with me.

By coming in contact with an anti matter version of myself.

If I'm going down I'm taking the rest of the planet with me.

Instantaneous matter to energy conversion FTW!

In the name of science/ the advancement of the human race

in my sleep, without knowing i was about to die before i went to bed.

And crashing a Bugatti Veyron (http://www.totalcarcrashes.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/car_crashes_0230.jpg) right

Ugh, that always brings a tear to my eye.

1.fending off ninja assassins
2.randomly and spectacularly (like being blown up by a tank after it spawns out of nothingness 15feet above the ground)
3.in the name of science!!!!!!!!!!!
4.being trapped in a/n...
4a. black hole
4b. alternate universe

Cazelia's guide to dying in style

1. while tearing apart russian soldiers with bear hands in WW3
2. jumping in front of a bullet for the president
3. saving a life
4. single handedly destroying a terror orginization
5. exploding during the longest and loudest fart of all time

And crashing a Bugatti Veyron (http://www.totalcarcrashes.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/car_crashes_0230.jpg) right into a football (Non-American) stadium during the World Cup Final, and having the car spin out, blocking a penalty kick in a shootout.

I so want to go to the bookies to get odds on this.

Instantaneous matter to energy conversion FTW!

Ginormous explosion would be ginormous! Though if I was morbidly obese at the time it would be even better. Moar m=moar e

Trying to protect someone I love.

Trying to protect someone I love.





Really no good way to die. I don't like the idea of dying in my sleep because I want to see it when it's coming. Then again getting killed by a bullet/knife/train/etc is by no means favorable.. Might as well die doing something meaningful.

I would like to leave this world the way I came into it; kicking and screaming as they drag me away from the women I love.

Ground zero of a nuclear detonation.

Something memorable.

Taking a few million people with me... throwing the switch on a thermonuclear device...

I can't believe, with all the attention you get, that you'd still post this.

2. jumping in front of a bullet for the president


Which president would that be? Because, so far, grenades aren't much of a threat. Not as much as say, pretzels, segways, and bramble.
Take a pretzel for the president!

And crashing a Bugatti Veyron (http://www.totalcarcrashes.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/car_crashes_0230.jpg) right into a football (Non-American) stadium during the World Cup Final, and having the car spin out, blocking a penalty kick in a shootout.

http://i134.photobucket.com/albums/q100/TheSteveslols/Thread.jpg

By coming in contact with an anti matter version of myself.

If I'm going down I'm taking the rest of the planet with me.

Dammit, i had to use your own threadwinner pic on someone who wasn't you.
Must've been that whole "taking me with you" thing.

This one is good. What I'd do is go to the top of a tall building, such as the Sears Tower or Empire State Building. Maybe not that tall, but a tall building nevertheless.

So what I do is go to the very top, tie a bungee chord around my ankles and fasten it to something secure in order to anchor myself. After this I wrap a thin sharp wire around my neck and then glue my hands to my head.

I jump off the building, and the wire cuts my head clean off, but since my hands are glued to my head, the end result should be me, hanging upside down off of a building, holding my own decapitated head.
Yes, i like this one much better. MUCH.

Dammit, too many winners on this thread!

I can't see myself living past the age of 25, actually.

Preferably, I want to be unconscious when my heart stops.

Leave a Beautiful Corpse?

Besides, one or another of us will use your tissue for reconstitution of any number of different abominations.

When I die I want to die quietly in my sleep, like my grandpa.

Not screaming in terror, like his passengers.

(To lazy to read rest of thread, hope someone didn't already use)

When I die I want to die quietly in my sleep, like my grandpa.

Not screaming in terror, like his passengers.

(To lazy to read rest of thread, hope someone didn't already use)
Don't worry, you're only the third to use it. ;)

Don't worry, you're only the third to use it. ;)

Since the thread isn't exactly jumping, could you take a moment to explain your screen name?

Due to my rather sleazy past, "IV" to me means "IntraVenous" ... junkies and needles. I put that with Joseph Stalin, and the image ain't pretty.

Help me with this ... your screen name has been creeping me out for about a year now ;)

Since the thread isn't exactly jumping, could you take a moment to explain your screen name?

Due to my rather sleazy past, "IV" to me means "IntraVenous" ... junkies and needles. I put that with Joseph Stalin, and the image ain't pretty.

Help me with this ... your screen name has been creeping me out for about a year now ;)
It's his initials: Iosef Vissarionovich. Hence the space between the I and the V, which it appears nearly everyone on the forum misses...

Really should've used I V Djugashvili, what with that being his real surname. But that'd have confused people no end.

as long as I have Christ on my mind when it happens.

Thats good, I like it, so I will borrow it. At the same time however I would like to die (preferably of course) is a sword duel with someone over the honour that no one believes in anymore... or most any way but in my sleep/quietly... the painless thing isn't my bag baby....

I would like to die mid post on an internnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnn

Sorry I feel asleep there.

Iwould like to die mid post on an internet forum discussing the imporance of dental hygene.

It's his initials: Iosef Vissarionovich. Hence the space between the I and the V, which it appears nearly everyone on the forum misses...

Really should've used I V Djugashvili, what with that being his real surname. But that'd have confused people no end.

I have satisfaction. Thankyou!

No, I V Djugashvili is not a cool screen name. It's all good now. The worrying image of a devastated wrack attached to the glowering head of Stalin by an IV drip has left my head ... almost.

What a sad old Hobo might carry around and insist is his actual Nobel Prize is starting to worry me though.

At the Superbowl halftime show right on the 50 yard line dead center of the field. But first i would somehow show a breast.

I would like to leave this world the way I came into it; kicking and screaming as they drag me away from the women I love.

Reminded me of a quote from Red Dwarf:

Lister: I'm going out like I came in -- screaming and kicking.
Rimmer: You can't whack death on the head!
Lister: If he comes near me I'm gonna rip his nipples off!!!

I have satisfaction. Thankyou!

No, I V Djugashvili is not a cool screen name. It's all good now. The worrying image of a devastated wrack attached to the glowering head of Stalin by an IV drip has left my head ... almost.

What a sad old Hobo might carry around and insist is his actual Nobel Prize is starting to worry me though.
Glad I could give someone satisfaction. ;)

At the Superbowl halftime show right on the 50 yard line dead center of the field. But first i would somehow show a breast.

Use a chicken breast...the delicious irony.

Me, I'd probably die by swan attack. Never did like 'em ever since one chased me when I was five years old into the house and up the stairs...

And all I wanted to do was just pet it.

Vicious beasts.

I will not tempt the fates. I will list a few acceptable alternatives.

1) Run through by a rampaging Unicorn.

2) Achieving a perfect state of being that does not require my physical body.

3) Crushed/Exploded in the final death throes of the Universe

How about blown up by the US air force instead of the taliban.

quickly, violently and spectacularly but with the minimum of pain.

How about blown up by the US air force instead of the taliban.

I agree, being blown up by the US air force, instead of being blown up by the Taliban, offers at least the possibility that my family will get some sort of compensation. Being blown up by the Taliban does nothing but bring sadistic joy to neolithic savages.

Or did you mean to say, "being blown up instead of the Taliban, by the US air force"? Grammar embeds meaning. But that would be truly weird: who in their right mind would want to die in the Taliban's stead?

I'll stick with my choices.

At age 105. In my sleep. Preferably after being helped into unconsciousness be having a mind blowing orgasm after being fucked into oblivion by a 19 yo Hollywood studlet.

Don't worry, you're only the third to use it. ;)
Damn.

Well in that case...

On stage in front of thousands of people screaming my name.

I agree, being blown up by the US air force, instead of being blown up by the Taliban, offers at least the possibility that my family will get some sort of compensation. Being blown up by the Taliban does nothing but bring sadistic joy to neolithic savages.

Or did you mean to say, "being blown up instead of the Taliban, by the US air force"? Grammar embeds meaning. But that would be truly weird: who in their right mind would want to die in the Taliban's stead?

I'll stick with my choices.

Sorry for any ambiguity, I meant that the USAF are such gun toting incompetant morons that they keep killing whats left of their few allies instead of the enemy.

And theres no compensation as the US government cover all enquires up and refuses to aknowledge any blame.

How would you like to die?

You don't get to choose how you die - only how you live.

You don't get to choose how you die - only how you live.
Seen a few of your posts around. Anyone bothered telling you you're a prig yet?

Seen a few of your posts around. Anyone bothered telling you you're a prig yet?

Shhh! We're saving that revelation for the holiday season. :)

They say only two things are certain in life, death and taxes, but since taxes bore me stupid, I was wondering how would you like to shuffle off the mortal coil.... Kick the bucket.. Die!


(Oh the oringinality, with ideas this fresh I would fit right in in hollywood....:rolleyes:)

Peacefully.

Seen a few of your posts around. Anyone bothered telling you you're a prig yet?

Not anyone so sweet as you - and I mean that.

You don't get to choose how you die - only how you live.

Ever heard of suicide?

I'm still going either for thecallow romantic option, or suicide.

When I go, I want the worlds that inspired me to create art to inspire others. Be it the ones in the open or the ones I hold in secret. When I go, if just one of my works is held dear to someone and not thrown out then I wont have to come back and haunt anybody. ;)

Ever heard of suicide?.

Not much of a way to live... ;)

Quickly.

Not much of a way to live... ;)

Bah. Don't knock it till you've tried it.:p

You don't get to choose how you die - only how you live.

He or she asked how you would like to die, not how you are.

They say only two things are certain in life, death and taxes, but since taxes bore me stupid, I was wondering how would you like to shuffle off the mortal coil.... Kick the bucket.. Die!


(Oh the oringinality, with ideas this fresh I would fit right in in hollywood....:rolleyes:)

Heh, in Australia it is 'Death, Taxes, and Nurses' (it is a comment on nurses stereotypical promiscuity). Anyhow, how to die? It'd be cool if I could make it to the big rip or big crunch- ever seen a universe dying?

Sorry for any ambiguity, I meant that the USAF are such gun toting incompetant morons that they keep killing whats left of their few allies instead of the enemy.

And theres no compensation as the US government cover all enquires up and refuses to aknowledge any blame.

Gentlemen, ladies, I think we may have a new flamer.

Give a hater a hug, as Youtube has said, well: :fluffle: