Best Way to Die?

Mr. Dictator

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Because you can't have the yin without the yang, let us wonder what would be the best way to go out.

Death is the punctuation to our lives, and our lives are preparations for our deaths, and so I see a "silent death in one's sleep" to be sort of like a good sentence with a poorly executed finish. Its not the set-up, but the punchline that makes us laugh. Perhaps its not our lives, but our deaths that tell the most about who we are.

I'd have to say I'd be ok with drowning. Partially because of the euphoria that carries you away, but also because its the only way I could ensure I'm not also on fire.

Downside, it would turn me into one of those "soak in water for an hour and you've got a dinosaur" toys.
 
Skydiving accident seems like a good one. Particularly if you knew there was no hope, and you could just enjoy the ride down.

That one probably takes the cake for me, barring any sexual activity related answers.
 
Being extremely happy, your deep into the woman of your dreams when you have a heart attack and die instanteneously whilst climaxing. Sounds good to me. :lol:
 
After this:

Acts 2:38 Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost.
 
After this:

Acts 2:38 Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost.
2 Kings 2:24 He turned around, looked at them and called down a curse on them in the name of the LORD. Then two bears came out of the woods and mauled forty-two of the youths.
 
And he went up from thence unto Bethel: and as he was going up by the way, there came forth little children out of the city, and mocked him, and said unto him, Go up, thou bald head; go up, thou bald head.

And he turned back, and looked on them, and cursed them in the name of the Lord. And there came forth two she bears out of the wood, and tare forty and two children of them.


Mockers beware.
 
And he went up from thence unto Bethel: and as he was going up by the way, there came forth little children out of the city, and mocked him, and said unto him, Go up, thou bald head; go up, thou bald head.

And he turned back, and looked on them, and cursed them in the name of the Lord. And there came forth two she bears out of the wood, and tare forty and two children of them.


Mockers beware.

I can really feel the forgiveness soaking into my soul after reading that.
 
And he went up from thence unto Bethel: and as he was going up by the way, there came forth little children out of the city, and mocked him, and said unto him, Go up, thou bald head; go up, thou bald head.

And he turned back, and looked on them, and cursed them in the name of the Lord. And there came forth two she bears out of the wood, and tare forty and two children of them.


Mockers beware.
Typical evangelical fearmongering.
 
In my own bed, at the age of 80, with a belly full of wine and a girl's mouth around my cock.
 
a "silent death in one's sleep" to be sort of like a good sentence with a poorly executed finish.
I think I read somewhere a few years ago that sometimes, when one dies in their sleep, it may actually be from a heart attack fueled by sleep paralysis, a result of being so terrified of not being able to move, and such.

As for me, I want to be totally and utterly vaporized by a nuclear explosion's fireball. :cooool:
 
At the age of 1,362 in a space accident while commanding a science ( and/or sex robot testing ) vessel for the United Secular Republic of Terraformed Mars. Pretty easy answer, really.

I think I read somewhere a few years ago that sometimes, when one dies in their sleep, it may actually be from a heart attack fueled by sleep paralysis, a result of being so terrified of not being able to move, and such.

For some reason I tend to have sleep paralysis. Always have. Thanks for scaring the **** out of me for life, though.

:scared: Must not sleep again...

PS:

And he turned back, and looked on them, and cursed them in the name of the Lord. And there came forth two she bears out of the wood, and tare forty and two children of them.

Mockers beware.

You're seriously threatening me with bears? I love you man. No homo. :salute:
 
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