We have a running thread about what our last words would be… But I pose this question: “What would you do if you found out that you only have FIVE minutes to live?”
(Be realistic…hot monkey sex with anyone or anything doesn’t count!)
“If we submit everything to reason, our religion will have no mysterious or supernatural element. If we offend the principles of reason, our religion will be absurd and ridiculous.” Blaise Pascal
Say goodbye to my husband and children, tell 'em I loved 'em, and ask 'em to forgive me all the hurts I ever caused 'em. And – being a “cradle Catholic,” no doubt (I can hear my mother saying these words) “make a good Act of Contrition.”
-Melin
I’d tell my husband and my mother that I love them, and then I’d sign on to post ‘Farewell Forever’ on the SDMB.
Farwell Forever
I told you not to be stupid, you moron.
Probably cry because I’d never get a chance to tell Carl goodbye face to face (he lives four hours away). And call him.
I would’ve gotten away with it, too, if it weren’t for those meddling kids!
Keep trying not to die. It ain’t over 'til it’s over!
Well, I’ve seen a lot of ER. So I’d probably attemt to crack and defib myself.
Habit rules the unreflecting herd. - Wordsworth
I’d probably que up Clinton’s last State of the Union address. At least that 5 minutes would seem like an eternity.
The overwhelming majority of people have more than the average (mean) number of legs. – E. Grebenik
“Whut? FIVE MINUTES??? . . . Ohhh, why meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee??? ???”.
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Suddenly find God. Just in case :).
Only five minutes? Can’t we have, like, 24 hours?
That would be enough time to kill at least a few of my enemies . . .
Just for the sidescroll trick, I think I’d pull out the intestines of MyOtherOtherName, set them on fire and strangle him/her with them. Five minutes should be just enough time.
Here’s mud in yer eye,
UncleBeer
Yeah, right, Unc. You and what 12-pack?
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Besides, we all know by now that you’d spend your last 5 minutes killing off the last 300 cans of brewski!
Besides, we all know by now that you’d spend your last 5 minutes killing off the last 300 cans of brewski!
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300 cans o’ beer? That would still leave me with 3 or 4 minutes.
Call DJ at college and tell him I love him, and hug Billy, and tell them both bein’ a mom has been the best part of my life.
Judy
All I am left with is an unspeakable dislike for MyOtherOtherName. I would amend my will stating that my wife had to hunt this person down and forcibly change their screen name to the letter G and write a macro that automatically inserts a space every 5 letters while typing.
And also tell her I love her.
Have you voted for your favorite, huggable Mullinator today?
Run to the kitchen and eat everything with fat and calories in it…
Girlbysea (AKA: ChiefScott’s GBS)
But I actually WOULD have hot monkey sex with anyone or anything! And have a good four and a half minutes left over!
Actually I wouldn’t I’m saving myself for purplebear. Even if I have to wait till after death. I love you purplebear! Whoever you are.
Bum a cigarette.
(Smoke-free for 48 days and counting!)
When someone annoys you it takes 42 muscles to frown. But it takes only 4 muscles to extend your arm and whack them in the head.