I would wanna die the same way this old guy died on that hooker reality show on hbo where the old man died from heart attack while havins sex with a prostitute.died with a smile on his face.i would want to die having sex because it's a fun moment.At least your not in pain and it's over quickly.
Die? Let's see... Nope, that's not really in my agenda.
Seriously though, I've just been too occupied with life itself that I haven't put any thought into it. Maybe I'll take a sky-diving lesson only to go horribly wrong. Painless (if you don't bounce that is), but quite messy.
When I fantasize about death (and I'm not all suicidely depressed). they tend to run along the lines of martyrism. You know, sacraficing ones self to save another person from being hit by a car, falling off a building, or being executed by a bank robber.
Of course, I like the one where I am nailed to a couple of 2X4s and die from dehydration/blood loss and for the next 300 years people invent a religion surrounding my sacrafice which becomes the principle belief system of millions over the next 1700 years. That would be sweet.
If I had my druthers though, I would really just prefer not to die at all.
Oh, and if I get cancer, I am so taking up smoking tobacco again. :innocent:
with whatever is around me at the time that I feel most down. glass bottle, car, plastic beer cups, corn dog stick, or a my old modem that shocked me even when no power was going through the computer at all.
Bullet to brain, explosive orgasm (liturally), saving someones life, first man to attempt time travel - gets eaten by T-Rex, crashing my spaceship into an asteroid to save humanity, after having had sex with a moon princess, to be honest, I don't really care, aslong as if I suffer, I take a few with me :evil:
Enjoy life, sod death, it's all compost in the end