“Well, it’s about damned time!”
Man, I really thought there was room to make the pass!
“I would like to have seen Montana.”
“I’ll be stone dead in a minute!”
I am not afraid of dying. Any time will do; I don’t mind. Why should I be afraid of dying? I see no reason for it–you’ve got to go sometime.
Top 3 I can think of:
- “Aww shit.” (Alternately, if it’s urgent: “SHIT!”)
- “Well, that was stupid.”
- “Hey, the girl driving that bus is cute. BUS!” (So, true story, I was riding my bike across campus, and as I was crossing the street, I glanced at this bus coming towards me and thought that thought, immediatley before thinking “BUS!” Fortunately, she was faster on the brakes than I was. My dad uses this as a classic example of my apparant inability to prioritize my decisions.
So long, and thanks for all the fish.
Addendum to #2 in my post above:
Alternately: “Moron.”
You’re a dolphin?
“Oh good, I won’t have to figure out the Medicare Drug Benefit!”
Bosco!
As long as you go positive to positive and negative to ground/negative, you are uinlikely to have anything bad happen no matter what order you do it in.
I think mine would be,
“wwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
or,
“D’oh!”
but most likely,
“fuck fuck fuck fuck fu…”