How Do You Want To Cash Out ?
 

as i was playing volleyball last night and thinking that i could easily have a heart attack at any given time i started wondering about death. How it would be ..etc.

Then my mind wandered to how would i want to go vs how will i probably go.

i'd like to go by being screwed to death at the age of 120 by a pair of twin jamaican female bisexual gymnists (or triplets)

but it will probably be just as i suspect .. while playing volleyball...
or in the ambulance .. 3 feet away from the hospital..

how about all y'all ?

die guns blazing in a hail of bullets ? while saving 650 people from a burning building ? crushed by the coke machine you lost your dollar in (and started rocking it back and forth)

how would you like to vs how will it probably happen ?

I'd like to die doing something hardcore, but I'm thinking I'll probably die at 36 or something because of a rare food allergy.

I would like to get eaten by a shark. Like, a final scene in a movie where there is all this hectic; heart-pounding fear...then BAM! shark food!

Unfortunately, I will prob die from lung cancer (been slowly commiting suicide for years).

I'm still working on my formula for immortality.......That way I don't have to worry about it.......If I ever get it perfected I'll let you all know.......So far it's not looking good........25 with the body of a 90 y/o...........So the way things are going, I'm going to die because my back will fail again and I won't be able to get to the toilet or something and I'll shit myself to death and die of starvation.......

Death by jell-o

i think shitting myself to death would have to be about the lousiest way to go that i can personally think of.
painful, smelly, humiliating.

just like highschool.

Actually I used to have a backstory about this name, but I can't remember all the details......I know it consisted of a conspiracy involving Bill Cosby........

Pretty much, if you're exposed to too much Jell-O powder and inhale it, it becomes gelatenous in your lungs from the moisture, and slowly you drown, and meet your Death By Jell-O....Bill doesn't want you to know that though.....

Im thinking around 50, my wife can smother me with her breasts and then claim the insurance. Sounds pretty godamn good to me :)

50 !! jesus christ ! you wont say that when you're past 40.

but come to think of it .. i'm getting near 50 .. does your wife do volunteer chairity work ? :)

want to be killed in the line of duty as an officer. proteting someone. :D