Only in Africa…
A guy is walking on the street in Nairobi, Kenya chatting excitedly on his cellphone when he gets knocked down by a car and dies cause he was just too distracted. As people gather around his body, someone gets his mobile and realises it is just a toy phone.
What a way to go out.
What’s sadder, talking on a toy phone (rather excitedly) or getting hit by a car?
It’s embarrassing that he actually got distracted by a make-believe conversation.
Wait a second- the pedestrian got distracted?!? How about the driver of the freakin’ CAR?!?
:rolleyes:
I maintain that choking to death on your gum is a most humiliating way to go.
You’d be surprised at how many people die on the crapper.
Or a pretzel.
I read a short story once about a guy who got killed by a falling pig. I don’t remember if it was a true story or not, but in the story the guy was a super serious guy in life, and getting killed by a falling pig was quite an amusingly ironic way to go.
I know as soon as I quit smoking I’ll be run over by a Marlboro delivery truck.
Various rock stars died form choking in their own vomit… now that´s a stupid way to die.
If I´m to live enough, I´ll cut my veins when the time comes.
How about Jon Erik Hexum, who…"[Accidentally commited suicide] as he shot himself with a blank-loaded pistol on the set of TV spy show “Cover Up.” The concussion forced a chunk of his skull into his brain; he died six days later."
“Lets see if this will do it,” so said he. And darned if he weren’t right.
So, as note to the kiddies:
Shooting Yourself in the Head = Bad. Even if you’re using “blanks.”
Only in 'murika:
Tessie Hutchinson was in the center of a cleared space by now, and she held her hands out desperately as the villagers moved in on her. “It isn’t fair,” she said. A stone hit her on the side of the head. Old Man Warner was saying, “Come on, come on, everyone.” Steve Adams was in the front of the crowd of villagers, with Mrs. Graves beside him.
“It isn’t fair, it isn’t right,” Mrs. Hutchinson screamed, and then they were upon her.
(shirley jackson: “the lottery”)
My best friend lost his brother in an auto-erotic accident.
That’s got to be the worst, and the family have never come to terms with it.
Attilla the Hun died from a nosebleed, after he got drunk. What a way to go.
Didn’t Thomas Jefferson ( or John Adams, for that matter, as they died on the same day.) die from …essentially…constipation?
What a way to go…uh…not to go.
There was something…I cannot remember where I saw it, but I swear that somewhere in South Africa a group of boys were playing in an old orchard. One of the boys startled a snake.
The snake coiled around one of the boys and squeezed him to death and then ate him. By the time the parents and emergency people got there, the boy was but a lump in the snakes belly.
I wish I could find that story now.