Friday, February 03, 2006

Least Favorite Ways to Die...


I just found this nice tidbit about the Boston Molasses Disaster.

This tops my list of worst ways to die, not because I fear it most, but because it would combine drowning and burning to death as the Molasses was boiling. 21 people died and another 150 injured. Yikes.

So, my worst ways to die:
1. Drowning and Burning, aka Molasses Disaster
2. Tortured, Raped, then Disemboweled
3. Buried in the sand up to your neck while you wait for the tide to come in, ala Creepshow style.

6 comments:

brando said...

The worst way to die is laying down, in a bed, with your socks on.

nedric said...

I don't know what would be the worst, but I sure wouldn't enjoy forgetting who I am before I die.

Cyberninja said...

Actually, the tide one wouldn't be so bad, because doesn't Ted Danson return as a sea zombie and kick Leslie Nielson's ass? Yeah, that's what I wanna do. That motherfucker Leslie Nielson is goona get his.

Chad said...

I think slipping in the bathtub and cracking your head open while whacking it to the JC Penney spring catalog.

Muncher said...

Kelly Ripa talking me to death is my number one fear.

cullen said...

Travis can probably think up the worst, having seen some wacky crap in the ER. I think that being eaten alive would be pretty bad, or falling for like 7 minutes back to earth in a useless space capsule, or having poop stuffed down your throat, or melting like some Batman villian (take your pick), or being buried alive, or any of the deaths from the movie "Seven", or head in a vice, or having Paul fart in your face repeatedly, but since you don't want to embarass him, you just inhale it until you die.