I’d be tempted to make my way to a den of sin and vice, but the nearest good one is a long drive away, and you know traffic’s going to suck. Besides, I can’t imagine the girls there (or anyone anywhere) are going to be working.
So, given that carnal delights are right out…maybe I’d watch a DVD or read a book or something, then step outside and look up when impact was nigh.
It’s sort of pathetic, but I guess this means I’m already living as if every day was my last.
It took 26 tries, but Shakes got it/
If I am going, I am going happy
I’d take a gun, conceal it, and calmly walk the streets shaking people’s hands and telling them that I wish I had had a chance to get to know them.
If I see anyone raping anyone, I shoot them. Somewhere where it will leave them alive long enough to realize their last moments on earth will be in utter agony. Like in the balls or something.
Blame the Republicans, of course.
I’d take a gun, conceal it, and calmly walk the streets shaking people’s hands and telling them that I wish I had had a chance to get to know them.
If I see anyone shooting anyone, I shoot them. Somewhere where it will leave them alive long enough to realize their last moments on earth will be in utter agony. Like in the balls or something.
Dude, George Bush? Check with, I dunno, Stephen Hawking or Professor Silk first…
I’d confirm it first. When I was sure of it, I’d call the people I love most, tell them what’s going on, why I believe it to be true, and that I love them. The first person I’d call is the gentleman I’ve been seeing, if he didn’t call me. If at all possible, I’d get together with him and wait for the end. If I couldn’t, I’d head for my home church, if time allowed, or, if it didn’t, the nearest Episcopal Church, and pray. Of course, I might do so outside so I could see the end, too. I might also pray something along the lines of, “Sheesh, God! Did You have to let the Rapturists be right?!”
CJ
:eek:
WE"RE GONNA BE HIT BY A GIGANTIC CHOCOLATE EASTER BUNNY??? It’s not even SPRING yet!!!
-PLD
(“I always thought we were, you know, supposed to lie down or put a paper bag over our heads or something…”)
Guffaw!
I think the chances of gettting an erection under such circumstances are quite small. Me, I’d cuddle with my family right to the end.
Eh. Some folks won’t pass up any opportunity for some gratuitous Bush-bashing.
I’d try and gain some faint satisfaction in being part of Shoemaker-Levy Ten.
I’d be wondering how the hell an asteroid the size of Jupiter was missed so long by astronomers and people just looking up into the night sky that we hadn’t figured out something was up until 90 minutes before impact.
Ater a while I’d go outside to look for it… not seeing it I’d go back inside and wonder if I could use the panic in the streets as an excuse for not going to work tomorrow.
(I’d likely not switch channels before Bush pulled the trigger… I mean come on it’s not every day you see a President assasinate himself)
At least I’d stop worrying about getting my patio screen fixed.
Snort That cracked me right up.
1)Pack up my Guide… warm up the thumb… and hope the Vogons don’t have any poetry.
2)Find the cutest cutie around and ask her if she wants to find a ride.
Shag ACBG one last hot sweaty time and then sit here on the Dope starting assinine threads about naked men coming through the bedroom window and meteors hurtling toward Earth.
I would try to make the last 90 minutes fun. Tell everyone how much I love them. Play a game with the kids, verify the impact time. Get out the ladder and watch the fireworks from the roof. Try to explain what was about to happen.
Assuming the warning was really correct, and we really are about to die -
I would like to spend my last moments on Earth exactly as I have lived my life. If what I do is valid, if it has any worth or value, then seeing the end approaching is no reason at all to change. And I wouldn’t.
In other words, I would be screaming, crying, and running around in circles like a little girly-man.
Regards,
Shodan
I’d drive up to the hangar where I work and suggest we take a flight so we get a good view. I’ve always wanted to fly in an executive jet.