The Suicide Game

The handle hits me in the head and crushes my skull.

I drop a rocket launcher.
 
I take it, cook it, and eat it. To my misfortune, it was infected with a horrible duck disease that jumped to me. The bad thing? I'm dead. The good? I'M TAKING MILLIONS OF OTHERS WITH ME WITH A SUPER BIRD DISEASE OUTBREAK.

I drop a copper.
 
He breaks his neck and dies. Other coppers catch up with me, frame me in a murder and then beat me to death.

I drop a silver...
 
It's a very big block of silver that kills me.

I drop a fool.
 
I pity him to (my) death.

I drop a foot
 
the fall breaks both your legs, severing arteries and you die from haemorraging too much blood.

I drop a yard.
 
And I try to take a mile. Needless to say, Krill is not pleased and proceeds to kill me.

I drop a nympho
 
OOOOOOO! A heaping pile of Dignity!! I take it home but I choke on it because I have never seen it before and try to eat it.

You find a wet sponge in my pocket
 
the fall breaks both your legs, severing arteries and you die from haemorraging too much blood.

I drop a yard.

Erm... The aim is to kill yourself, not endwar...

The wet sponge turns out to be SpongeBob Squarepants. He annoys me to death.

I drop the number 10.
 
I add 13. THE NUMBER 23! Paranoia! I kill myself (I hate that movie).

I drop a green colour pencil. Creativity!
 
My split personality doesn't like the green colour and proceeds to insert the pencil into my brain via my left nostril. I drop 50 iq points, turning into Homer Simpson and then proceed to jump off a bridge because I hate that I have become a flat slob.

I drop a dime.

(sorry about that mix up, that's what happens when you're awake for 30 straight hours!)
 
I put string them along my rear-view mirror, but they in fact turn out to be a pair of rabid gerbils, which proceed to nibble my face apart.

I drop a torso
 
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