The Worst Way Of Dying

Funny enough, while I was doing my report just now, I suddenly thought about the worst way of dying. Do not ask me why my report link me to thinking the worst way of dying. It just suddenly pops up in my head.

Not that I feel like dying now, well theoretically speaking I feel like dying. Considering the endless reports which I am buried in nowaweeks, but technically speaking I dont feel like dying yet. Cause I still want to get to the age where I can watch my children grow up. Watch them screw some girls and then out pops my grandchildren. Well that is for sons lah. If I have daughters, watch them get screwed and out pops my grandchildren.

Anyway I thought of a few ways of the worst way of dying.

Get hit by a car then dragged along under the vehicle for a few metres. My legs at the left side of the road, my body on the right side of the street, my head on top of the car, my penis in the exhaust pipe.

Fall down from the 34th storey, head first. Brain juice splattered everywhere. Wait, in this case I dont think my brain juice will splatter. I have too big a head. Most probably my head will remain intact and the rest of my body become crushed from a height of 172cm to 137cm.

Get burned alive till I smell like barbeque meat while next door neighbours are having char-siew rice.

All these are considered quite gross till I thought about one way which I saw in a movie decades back. I am buried in a breeding ground of red ants where only my head is above the ground. In the breeding ground is not few, not hundreds, not thousands, not millions but TRILLION of red, fierce operationally-ready army of red ants. Then I will watch helplessly as they crawl towards me, into my nostrils, ear holes, mouth and biting my internal organs out.

I will die a slowly an pain death. I thought this was the most gross way of dying till I thought of another way which I rank as the MOST gross!

I dont mind saying out. But I hope no one will ever do these to me.

I fear most of getting bury in a pool of $100 dollar notes. So many of it till it covers me. Taking away any freedom of movement that I have.

So please, if you ever want to kill me, dont use the $100 method. Pleaseeeeeeeee~~


To gain that worth having, it may be necessary to lose everything else. - Bernadette Devlin