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Who has ever wondered how they're going to die? I've thought about it from time to time, been thinking about it more often after I've taken several medical classes lol. I think for me, my cause of death will be renal failure.

So, has anyone else taken a look at their lives and wonder how they're going to die?

Shot or stabbed, I figure.

Hrm...don't much care for dying, though a number of my relatives seem to have taken a liking for it. I think, as Yossarian said, I'll take my chances at living forever, or die in the attempt. *nod*

Hopefully in some way that makes people say "Wow."

I'd prefer to die fighting for someone or something important to me to ensure its/their furtherment/survival.

Depression/I've lived long enough/related suicide is a non-option, because I believe in staying the course of life. However, I wouldn't let myself just sit and rot in a hospital either due to terminal disease. I'd either fight to the end, or die from something exciting like jumping off of an airplane. Come to think of it, I'm not sure about that.

But I sure as hell am not going to have myself kept alive if perpetually vegetative, despite my religiousity.

I plan to catch a bus. The literal way. Should be fun!

~Mikah

I already know my last words.

"Holy crap that was cool!"

LION's gonna blend me . . .:(

LION's gonna blend me . . .:(

Seperate II IC and NSG please. And we'll only take a few of your people for smoothies, like a dozen or so.

I hope that technology has progressed far enough at that time,
so that I can extend my time until the "immortality" tech comes along.

Possible checklist.
Extensive knowledge about genetics.
Nanotech.
Quantum computing.
Cold fusion.


*wishes fervently against all odds that this really will happen*

heroin overdose, its the tried and true best method.

Assassination.

>.>

Old Age.

Seperate II IC and NSG please. And we'll only take a few of your people for smoothies, like a dozen or so.

lol sorry I thought it was funny

pfft...Dying is for n00bs, I'll smack Death in the face and then tell him to make me a grilled cheese sandwich.

Same as everyone else; insufficient oxygen to the brain.

Gloriously, I hope. No nursing home for me.

Unfortunately for those I shall be ruling over mercilessly, I will not die.

Unfortunately for those I shall be ruling over mercilessly, I will not die.

dammit, you always have the best ideas in the thread...

Death by papercuts

dammit, you always have the best ideas in the thread...

:wink:

Death by papercuts

**adds lemon juice and salt**

Same as everyone else; insufficient oxygen to the brain.

What if you die from the valve breaking off of an oxygen tank and it flies around the room and thru your head?

Simple. I will be killed doing something so utterly unheroic, no one will ever speak of it.

so why the hell do YOU wanna know? *raises eyebrow*

I'll die from an angry mob. What they're angry about, I don't know, yet.

lol sorry I thought it was funny

It's hard to be funny when no one understands what you're talking about (I understood it)


Anyway, I hope to die quickly. No lingering death for me please. Well, that or dying for something I believe in.

I expect it will probably be by Lethal Injection. Actually, I know it will be - Texas has got me scheduled for Monday Night!

At the age of 99 I intend to be caught in bed with another man's 24 year old wife and shot.

At the age of 99 I intend to be caught in bed with another man's 24 year old wife and shot.

Unless your name is Hef, you'd better think again.

I'll be a suicide bomber when the revolution comes :P

Actually, I like living a bit too much to do that. I really don't know how I'll die. Probably when Andares' revolution comes around he'll shoot me.

I'll be a suicide bomber when the revolution comes :P

Actually, I like living a bit too much to do that. I really don't know how I'll die. Probably when Andares' revolution comes around he'll shoot me.

1. It's "Andaras"

2. He wouldn't shoot you, though the soldiers that are putting you up against the wall might.;)

I will evade death by turning myself into this jellyfish (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turritopsis_nutricula).

I'll be a suicide bomber when the revolution comes :P

Actually, I like living a bit too much to do that. I really don't know how I'll die. Probably when Andares' revolution comes around he'll shoot me.

I'll die fighting when that day comes. Better to fight and die that surrender and be shot.

Bat in one hand, bitch in the other.
Savin' the day.

EDIT:
That or one of these:
http://www.cracked.com/article_15853_6-cutest-animals-that-can-still-destroy-you.html

I'll probably die saying something along the lines of "Oh...I probably shouldn't have done that." that or doing something crazy that my kids suggested. Maybe a combination of the two.

From having to read one too many threads... my intestines will leap up my throat and strangle me.

That, or choking on spam.

I have something like a 10% chance of completing suicide since I made a former attempt, so that's probably up there. I can see myself dying in a car accident, too. I would like it if neither of those happened very soon, of course.

"DEAT'd!"

Suicide or natural causes.

Simple. I will be killed doing something so utterly unheroic, no one will ever speak of it.

so why the hell do YOU wanna know? *raises eyebrow*

I once honestly thought, for about five or ten minutes, that I was going to die by choking to death on a nacho in a dining hall my freshman year of college. I was eating alone and it got stuck in my throat, and the chip was very sharp so I was afraid to try to throw up, and I couldn't really breathe. I had this horrified flash of my ghost haunting the dining hall forever. "She died of her love for corn tortillas and fake cheese."

I'll probably be shot for trying to take over the world :sniper:, or be assassinated after I take over the world

:hail:Communism:hail:

Ive always figured id die at the hands of a Canadian. Cause who would see that coming?

But there will be no Canada when my plan succeeds, there will only be one glorious nation: Earth.

Ive always figured id die at the hands of a Canadian. Cause who would see that coming?

Maybe at the hands of their Presidnet, Zarqon the Invicible?

Maybe at the hands of their Presidnet, Zarqon the Invicible?

For some reason, that name sounds familiar. Anyway, Canada has a Prime Minister, not a President.

Really? I din't know that. I don;t know anything about Canada. No one knows anything about Canada. Wich is why I can get away with claiming their Presdient is Zarqon the Invincible.

I guess spelling and punctuation aren't things you know either. :D

No not really. I'm Dyslexic and can't really be arsed to go back through my posts all the time looking for erors. I only do if it's something important. Defined as not this.

Wow. So many possibilities:



Suffocating on pie fragments.
Death by groinal impact trauma.
Chased off a cliff by my enraged victims.
Unfortunate trebuchet accident
Swarmed by squirrels seeking vengeance
Sexual Exhaustion



Or the most likely possibility:

Drowning in quicksand and becoming a character of legend and ghost stories.

My death will probably be by sunlight or a steak through the heart. That's how it tends to work with people like me...

Maybe at the hands of their Presidnet, Zarqon the Invicible?
its Zorack the invincible, did you not watch 8 out of 10 cats properly :P


as for me, drug-fueled, sex heart attack
or i face and defeat 100 angry badgers, then die of blood loss

My death will probably be by sunlight or a steak through the heart. That's how it tends to work with people like me...

Sirloin or New York Strip?

Sirloin or New York Strip?

Probably a T-Bone.

Probably a T-Bone.

Ah, built-in handle. Good thinking.

Ah, built-in handle. Good thinking.

Someday, I will meet you in passing somewhere, and I will know instantly it's you.

I reckon it'll be heart failure, like my Dad and his 2 brothers (and their Dad, and his brother).

Someday, I will meet you in passing somewhere, and I will know instantly it's you.

Probably. :)

I will die of frustration. Specifically, the kind of frustration that comes of finding yourself a few dollars ahead, only to have some computer component, that costs exactly that amount, die on you.

Someday, I will meet you in passing somewhere, and I will know instantly it's you.

Well he will kick you in the groin....then shower you with mud...

Poisoned by Jewish doctors....?

Well he will kick you in the groin....then shower you with mud...

I'd have to get to know him better. My wife has advised me to refrain from doing so to total strangers and casual acquaintances. Pity, really. It got me through High School. :)

Ive always figured id die at the hands of a Canadian. Cause who would see that coming?

who me?
*puts down knife slowly*
I . . .was just . . .um . . .cooking! yes . . .cooking!

I'd have to get to know him better. My wife has advised me to refrain from doing so to total strangers and casual acquaintances. Pity, really. It got me through High School. :)

That's no fun :(

If only the law wasn't so fickle.

Poisoned by Jewish doctors....?

I always thought it would be at the hands of "oppressed" workers you "liberated" from their only source of income, or doing what they love for a living.

I always thought it would be at the hands of "oppressed" workers you "liberated" from their only source of income, or doing what they love for a living.
Take it easy dude, it was a joke, one which you obviously didn't get.

Take it easy dude, it was a joke, one which you obviously didn't get.

In Socialist world, jokes don't get you!

That's no fun :(

If only the law wasn't so fickle.

If only. :(

If only. :(

Too bad there's no precident for, "I did it for lulz you honor".

Autoerotic asphyxiation. *nods*

Autoerotic asphyxiation. *nods*

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPH1fT1w5TI&hl=en

:)

Too bad there's no precident for, "I did it for lulz you honor".

They'll get LG in front of a judge eventually. There's only so much control that Mrs. Goofballs can exert over him, even with her gun and tazer and what not.

Dehydration.

No idea why, but that's how I always figured I would die.

Either that or Platypus attack.

Probably of shame, which, as some of you will recall, is still a terminal illness in portions of the galaxy.

Either of old age, preferably after a long life of debauchery or executed for war crimes committed as head of Reichskommissariat Ukraine during Operation Sigismund against Andaras.

Either of old age, preferably after a long life of debauchery or executed for war crimes committed as head of Reichskommissariat Ukraine during Operation Sigismund against Andaras.

*signs up*

I won't be surprised if down the road it's suicide. Or some sort of overdose or accident. I will be surprised however if I see 30.

I always figured I go out in an explosion or something.

probably at high speed. It's a tossup as to whether that will involve a car, a bike, a plane or a glider...

anyhow, I expect my last words will be "Oh, SHI-" (insert impact noise here)

Disease free. Illness free. Healthy and happy. Knowing all my children and grandchildren are doing well and loving life.
I am currently in negotiations with God over skipping the whole death thing completely..

I'll die fighting when that day comes. Better to fight and die that surrender and be shot.

Certainly. It's just a question of whether his team is bigger than my team and which team has better aim.

I think it'll either be an IED or some other attack, barring that, old age.

Well, assuming i dont piss someone off enough to shoot me...

Itll probably Heart Disease or Diabetes, it runs in my family...of course nearly every disease runs in it too, lol...but, i have a horrid diet so im predicting one of the two...

But, my goal's about fifty, so long as i hit that, ill be happy...

I'll die of laughter, as a still handsome 120-year-old, in my bed, after giving an amusing deathbed speech.

Same as everyone else; insufficient oxygen to the brain.
No, no, no... not like EVERYONE else. some die from insufficient brain to the oxygen.

Unless your name is Hef, you'd better think again.

If his name was Hef the husband would appologise, back out and close the door, then head for the phone to call his investment advisor to buy stock in Playboy.

Bat in one hand, bitch in the other.
Savin' the day.

Van Helsing style I presume? let me guess... the silver bucket of holy water is JUST out of reach?

I will die of skin cancer, due to all the times I have allowed my skin to be burnt in the harsh sun, and when I die will be about a year before Halley's Comet passes near Earth again.

Looking at my family history, I'll probably get some kind of cancer in my (probably early) sixties. Other than my grandfather and father, I will probably not choose to sit it out, but I'll find a nice way to get rid of myself (without traumatising other people in the process) before it gets too painful.

So I still have about twenty years to come up with a self termination plan...
Anyone 's got a good suggestion?

I'll die of laughter, as a still handsome 120-year-old, in my bed, after giving an amusing deathbed speech.

Will you say something profound and philosophic before you die?

Maybe 'did I play my part well in this comedy called life?' (guess the quote)

I intend to live until the age of 109 which if my calculations are correct would enable me to see the year 2100. Hopefully by then they would've developed ways to reverse aging and I could just live until life got boring.

Barring that, I think given my family history and bad luck it'll either be violence, heart troubles, or cancer.

Will you say something profound and philosophic before you die?

Maybe 'did I play my part well in this comedy called life?' (guess the quote)

No, I'll be going for easy laughs. Maybe I'll resort even to old jokes about the Carabinieri, and Berlusconi.

Like this one:
Berlusconi summons his closest minions and says that he wants to laid down the projects for his burial: he wants to buy something spectacular to use as mausoleum.
Fedele Confalonieri, his oldest friend, proposes a chapel in Milan's Cimitero Monumentale, like the milanese noble families. Silvio dismisses that as "too trivial", as it would cost just 500 k€.
Marcello Dell'Utri, Silvio's trusted link with the M(censored), proposes to convert a villa into his master's mausoleum, for about 10 M€. Silvio dismisses that, too, as "cheap".
Sandro Bondi, Silvio's official flatterer, proposes to buy Saint Peter's in Rome for "just" 10 G€. Silvio replies "Hey, Sandro, fly down! After all, it's just three days and I'll be back!"

I've always had premonitions that I'll die in the morning, and it will be my birthday.

But that's kinda depressing, so I offer this instead:

I'll be an old man in a wheelchair sitting at the table, preparing to eat a hearty meal when an invader forces his way into my home, intending to steal the women. I immediately jump to my feet, letting the adrenaline give me the strength to stand, and reach for my cane, which, by pure coincidence, I happen to keep by the dining room table even though I use the wheelchair. Maybe it's because it's a handy way to thump my grandchildren on the head when they say terrible things like "Battlestar Galactica sucked" or "Why should I wash the dishes? I'm a vegetarian! I didn't even use the plates!" Maybe it's because I like the really cool handle, which is shaped like the cartoon girl in the eSurance commercials and I like to squeeze it... or maybe it's just because secretly when I remove the cover my cane doubles as a lightsaber.

I immediately confront the intruder with my canesaber and he draws his own, having been disguised as a penlight. We begin to duel, and while I'm not backflipping or jumping in the air, I hold my own alright until I'm distracted by an ad for the newest Battlestar Galactica episode and my guard is down for an instant...

...Which is enough for my assailant to get in a hit, shoving the blade through my belly and out my back. I sneer, grabbing his wrists and pulling myself along the blade, remembering back to my favorite ultra-violent movies like Excalibur and 300 (Ignoring that this was also done in Star Trek:Nemesis but that movie sucked greasy balls so it doesn't count.) and wondering if I have one of those grizzly bloody death smiles where you always wondered what the red dye tasted like to the actor.

I plunge my lightsaber into the chest of the invader and of course he dies very rapidly and we both tumble to the floor. All of my family gathers around me to see me off as I die, only taking with me one regret...

... that I'll miss that new BSG episode...

All of my family gathers around me to see me off as I die, only taking with me one regret...

... that I'll miss that new BSG episode...

*sniff*
No matter how hard you try, you can never watch all the shows you want.
Or read all those good books.
And..the music.

*brakes down crying*

pfft...Dying is for n00bs, I'll smack Death in the face and then tell him to make me a grilled cheese sandwich.And the joke'll be on you ... it'll be a grilled smegma sandwich.

As for me, i probably mentioned a few months back. Has to do with an industrial set fan and a row of friends on the opposite side of it, with forks, knives, bibs and goggles, seated and prepared. :)

Beheaded!

I won't be surprised if down the road it's suicide. Or some sort of overdose or accident. I will be surprised however if I see 30.

That's quite a sad way to live life. :(

i've basically never wanted to know, and still don't, but i expect congestive heart failure, or pneumonia, unless i'm extrodinarily rendered and kicked and beaten to death, for the "crime" of refusing to be a good little dishonest sheep and lie to myself.

i don't EXPECT the latter, but who ever does? (or tazered to death, for the same nonreasons)

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

Death by a pineapple up the ass.

Death by a pineapple up the ass.

How about this fruit (http://www.nurulrahman.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/durian.jpg)?

ooh! Much more effective!

ooh! Much more effective!

Haha, glad you liked it!

You can just imagine how the old joke about the trio caught by cannibals, told to go hunt for some fruits, and then stuff them into their arses, went in my childhood.....

On topic, I have a feeling that either I'll die of diseases caused by my unhealthy lifestyle, or die in a civil war....

How about this fruit (http://www.nurulrahman.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/durian.jpg)?

A DURIAN? do you know what they SMELL like?


Reminds me of a X-Files spoof cartoon from an issue of Mayfair (English adults will know the mag ;)) mulder is the guy right? I think it is.


Anyhow, the two agents are investigating a room and the guy tosses a voodoo doll of himself out the window, two rats find the doll in the alley way and bugger it up the ass. the next morning the female agent is shown wearing a gas mask and telling the guy it smells like a rat crawled up his arse and died there.

Shot to death by the Red Guard, still clutching my homemade lasgun, as I resist Andaras' Communist Revolution.