Everyone else gets them - crushed by falling duck; drowning while bobbing for apples - but not me!!! No, I am destined to die being struck down by a meteor*, probably along with millions of others… Typical, even in death I follow the crowd…
I’m doomed t’ be stung to death by a swarm of killer bees, then.
If I’m being stung to death, how th’ heck do I call a beekeeper? “Hello? Beekeepers-R-Us? I’m being killed right now, can you do something about that?”
Dear God no! That is truly one of my biggest fears! It’s not helped by the fact that my friend told me that one time she was driving across the railroad tracks and the drop-down barrier things CAME DOWN OVER HER CAR!
Slaughtered attempting beastiality with a Kodiac!
What a grizzly end. Imagine the how the coroner will explain these findings.
I’m sure your family will keep this hush hush!
Wow! That is deffinatly an interesting ending!
Gravity and Lucretia you want to go out to the woods sometime?