‘Worst way to die’ of the day
Inspired by T. Michael W. Halcomb, who asks, 'What do you think the best way & worst way to die would be?', I present you with my new slot, to go with 'quote of the day', 'thought of the day' etc.
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To be chased by Dictionary of Paul and His Letters-sized cockroaches into a cage full of rabid dogs while wearing nothing but dog-food flavoured underpants
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posted by Chris Tilling @ 11:03 PM
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6 Comments:
dog-flavored underpants...i'm suprised this hasn't already been marketed by the edible-undies people. but you're right, that'd be a horrible way to die. as for the Dictionary of Paul and His letters-sized cock-roaches, you can find those in NYC, I think.
That may well be the worst way to die. For me, the best way to die would be to close my eyes and roll myself into a ball near the edge of a very high cliff and without seeing or knowing where the edge is, just roll around casually and arbitrarily now and then coming ever so close to the edge only to roll back up until that fateful moment when in my blindness I roll just inches to far.
"When I die, I want it to be peacefully in my sleep like my grandpa...
... not screaming in terror like his passengers."
You forgot to add...'while on national television'.
Being a fairly new reader to your blog Chris I could be wrong, but I would say that you are the theological world's version of Ricky Gervais??? :-)
Thanks for the laughs, people.
But Eric, that is bizzare!
Mark, oddly you are the second to make this comparison!
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