Happy. I want to go happy and content that I have done what I set out to do. I 'd like to be healthy too. And not too soon.
I’d also like to go before my children when they are far into middle age. I want to see them grow and up and I want to spoil my grandkids, like my father does, and teach them to fish.
I’d also like to have an open bar at my memorial service and have my friends, that are still around, celebrate my life and drink toasts, not mourn my passing.
However I go, it would be fighting.
Sandblasted.
Saving someone else’life.
Giant Fireball!
I want to be vaporized by an asteroid colliding with Earth. I’m takin’ everyone with me…
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boom!
[quote]jdrannin1 wrote:
However I go, it would be fighting.[/quote]
Fighting this guy:
maybe 90 years old and breaking the heart of my 21 year old russian bride in the process.
Just watch.
I dont know why i’d ever have a gun, but i’d like to go out guns blazing fighting a bad guy, when im like 80
[quote]Vash wrote:
I don’t intend to die. Therefore, I won’t. Mind over matter, gentleman . . .
I want to get into Royal Rumble with Chuck Norris, Samuel L. Jackson, and a mothafuckin’ grizzly bear. I want to die during the 21-day orgy with the Vivid girls celebrating my victory.[/quote]
Don’t forget the motherfuckin’ snakes!!
Samuel L. is now accompanied by snakes everywhere he goes.
: Best suicide plan ever
: what is it?
: you go up to the top of a roof
: string piano wire tight across the front edge at neck level
: tie a cord to your foot and the other end to the building so that you’ll be above sidewalk level when its fully stretched
: then you put super glue on your hands
: and put your arms around the front of the wire and then back to touch your head
: then you lean forward, so the piano wire cuts your neck but not your elbows
: when the cord goes taut, youll be hanging upside down with no head…except your head will be in your outstretched arms thanks to gravity and the glue, staring at someone upside down and spewing blood everywhere.
: And some poor bastard will be traumatized for LIFE.
: i dont think i can be your friend anymore
[quote]grew7 wrote:
: Best suicide plan ever
: what is it?
: you go up to the top of a roof
: string piano wire tight across the front edge at neck level
: tie a cord to your foot and the other end to the building so that you’ll be above sidewalk level when its fully stretched
: then you put super glue on your hands
: and put your arms around the front of the wire and then back to touch your head
: then you lean forward, so the piano wire cuts your neck but not your elbows
: when the cord goes taut, youll be hanging upside down with no head…except your head will be in your outstretched arms thanks to gravity and the glue, staring at someone upside down and spewing blood everywhere.
: And some poor bastard will be traumatized for LIFE.
: i dont think i can be your friend anymore[/quote]
BRILLIANT!
[quote]grew7 wrote:
: Best suicide plan ever
: what is it?
: you go up to the top of a roof
: string piano wire tight across the front edge at neck level
: tie a cord to your foot and the other end to the building so that you’ll be above sidewalk level when its fully stretched
: then you put super glue on your hands
: and put your arms around the front of the wire and then back to touch your head
: then you lean forward, so the piano wire cuts your neck but not your elbows
: when the cord goes taut, youll be hanging upside down with no head…except your head will be in your outstretched arms thanks to gravity and the glue, staring at someone upside down and spewing blood everywhere.
: And some poor bastard will be traumatized for LIFE.
: i dont think i can be your friend anymore[/quote]
Not sure what disturbs me more, the mental picture that post created or the fact that someone has thought that deeply about it…
I’d choose to go peacefully and remembering a decent life, preferably mine.
I’ve got an idea how I’ll go. I’ll likely be shot to death because I’ve told someone the truth. THEY CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!
I want to go the same way I came in… screaming and covered in shit.
I’ve had this plan since i was about 17 years old. Here it goes. I want to die fucking my first love in mid air after I we jump out of an airplane strapped to each other. I want to die fucking until I plummit to my death. I figure I’ll wait til i’m old enough and can barely fuck anymore. That’s when I’m calling it quits. If I can’t fuck, I don’t wanna be here no more. I want my last fuck to be with my first love and my last memory which i won’t remember anyway.
I wanna go out with a bang… literally!
As I told my girlfriend the other day, when I die I want to be completely spent. Not tired, but totally and utterly exhausted. I want to have run the odometer down so damned far that I have destroyed every cell in my body from drinking, fucking, and fighting the good fight. I want to have lived so hard that the last years of my life I’m struggling in pain in an effort to maintain the will just to stay alive so I can keep on drinking, fucking, and fighting. And when I die, I’m taking some socialist scumbag of an American politician with me probably with my trusty tomahawk I took to the jungles of the Phillipines, Okinawa, and Japan and the deserts of Iraq.
And when I die, scarface style, hopped up on adrenaline and Sam Adams I want to be cremated. And many generations following have my ashes taken from fire to fire by boy scouts when they retire flags so that my ashes mix with the ashes of the colors, which is right where they belong.
Semper Fidelis,
Mike
Yelling “Freeeedooooom!”
I want to be 93 years old and get shot in the back while fucking some guys wife.
This serves several purposes. First, I’m 93 so I’ve lived a full life. Second, I’m 93 and still fucking. Third, I die while doing something I enjoy. Fourth, I never see it coming.
[quote]Sturat wrote:
I’d like to die in my sleep like my Grandfather. . . not screaming in terror like the passangers in his car.[/quote]
Thanks, I have laughed all day at that quote.