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Stop getting happy! We're supposed to be talking about death here!

I vote electrocution. It takes a good long time and lots of voltage to make you dead.

hmm... well it would suck to die like Gluttony did in Seven,

ah shit! and the way the Lust thing was carried out... it would have really REALLY sucked to be that whore. I can't...even...freakin... imagine.

instantly. cause you get no time to know you are going to die. i really hope i have at least a good hour of knowing

Why? I'd rather go ZAP!

Christian reason.

ah. yeah i'd go for the ZAP man.

hah, we do have an emergency holy water kit stashed in this morbid wooden cross thing hanging in the guest room. hehe i guess that's in case anyone suddenly starts to die and we actually care enough to be like "quick! go get the emergency holy water!!"

i told my mom to take it down, she won't though. it creeps me out.

meh its not that, i'd just like to make a confession before i die.

but even i wasnt religious at all i think it would be cool to say goodbye to everyone and whatnot.

yeah i guess it could be nice to say all the things you have to say. i'd probably just be overcome with emotion though so i'd need more than an hour to know. a few months would be more like it.

I thought the deal with being Christian was that you should be constantly making confessions, so you've got no regrets when it's dying time. But then, that could get burdensome.

well ya, but its probably a really small minority that actually do that. i try to when i get the chance but i dont that often.

Yeah, if you're so busy making confessions, how do you have the time to live?

I'd least like to die by slitting my wrist with a plastic knife on a flight the night before American Thanksgiving. I tried to do exactly that (slit my wrist, not commit suicide) in 1999...I was supposed to be heading down to Florida, but my flight was delayed for three hours and I spent time in the airport's Legal Seafood, which, along with Bertucci's, has the best rolls of any chain restaurant in Boston. I brought some rolls and butter and a plastic knife onto the plane, and we were delayed again on the runway so I got so frustrated I got to work sawing away. I didn't actually want to break the skin, though. I'd also not like to kill myself over a bad haircut.

On Canadian Thanksgiving 2000, my friends and I got into a car accident in Vermont near the Quebec border. We were returning from Montreal, and my mother insists that I should never again go on a road trip on a Jewish holiday. I talked to my old camp friend that morning, and she was suffering through Yom Kippur and Thanksgiving the same day. I can't imagine living through a holiday where culture forced you to eat and religion prohibited you from doing so. It was also Columbus Day that day, of course, which meant I got to "celebrate" three holidays.

starseed_10 wrote:meh its not that, i'd just like to make a confession before i die.

but even i wasnt religious at all i think it would be cool to say goodbye to everyone and whatnot.

yeah people will hold out until they get their last rights, then they'll just let go. my great uncle Eulogio did that, he used to traffic moonshine during proabition. but like on his death bed he demanded a priest give him his last rights then he let out this deep breath and passed away. that's pretty crazy man, it's enough to make a non-believer a believer again.

speaking of i need to go to confession....ehh i'll do it next year

hmm... if i actually cared about that stuff i wouldn't have too much to confess. i lead a good, boring life.

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