Road trip motherfuckers.
I will empty my savings and fly to Egypt. According to Expedia this will take up most of my savings, so once there I will probably live like a homeless person so I can afford to see all the sites.It sounds like you only have enough money for one try at it, so don't go to Cairo, go to Luxor. It would be pretty pathetic to die in the middle of a tourist trap while all the interesting sites are in another part of the country.
I will forever be remembered as "that guy who got hit by a train whilst fighting a bear."
I'm planning on adopting Faye and eventually becoming a creepy old man.
heroin.
c) Finally see stone henge even if I have to hitchhike to get there and...Dude, that's brilliant.
d) Wait in the center (after having snuck up there and hiding my whereabouts so as not to die in prison under charges of tresspassing) until I die peacefully so my face will be on the front page and spirtual/crazy people can forever speculate about my death.
Actually, I think I want to do that. Backpacking across Europe would be coolsauce.
I'm planning on adopting Faye and eventually becoming a creepy old man.
Can I have a piece of it?
Can I have a piece of it?
Of course you can!
I'm pretty sure that telling you guys of my plans would be breaking the "no being a jerk about other people's religions" rule of this forum. But can tell you that I would be making it very clear about who is going to be invited to my funeral.
Also, try to have sex with everyone I've ever wanted to have sex with.
nothing to loose
Basically live like a Tommy for two weeks.
i would probably just spend the last two weeks having a lot of sex with fluffygans.?
If you know you are going to die in two weeks you can do lots of things without thinking of the consequences. Take out a massive loan, sell your house, sleep around promisculously...Basically live like a rock star for two weeks.nah I wouldn't want to do anything that would cause trouble for my relatives/loved ones
i would probably just spend the last two weeks having a lot of sex with fluffygans.?
i would probably just spend the last two weeks having a lot of sex with fluffygans.?
NO.
snuggling with fluffygans, eating a lot of food, and having a lot of sex.
When I used to take a lot of drugs, a thing that always struck me was that your frame of mind often determines how your trip will be.
So, if you knew you were going to die, you'd probably be in a pretty terrible state and taking drugs would just ensure you spent your last hours in the grips of some horrific mental trauma.
I'd have as much of my body as possible used for organ donations or medical research, and probably cremate the rest.I think I'd do the same. When I die I want to make sure I'm dead by folks cutting me up and burning me and stuff. There is no way I want to wake up trapped underground in a coffin. (I know this very rarely happens, but I can't imagine much worse than waking up from a coma and being in a coffin).
I'd have as much of my body as possible used for organ donations or medical research
Of course, if, by the time I die, it is possible for people to transfer their consciousness out of the human brain and into a computer simulation thereof, I fully intend to have a fucking sweet-ass cyberspace afterlife prepared for me. A timeless existence as a digital fractal universe sounds awesome.
I'd like my body to be turned into a marionette. It would dance at my funeral.
I'd like my body to be turned into a marionette. It would dance at my funeral.
Meat Puppet!
My friend's brother Ricky passed away a few years ago, and the last thing he said was "I love pussy":-o
I'd have my body rolled up in a carpet and tossed out of the side of a van speeding across the Sydney Harbour Bridge in mid to heavy traffic.This is such a great idea.
The carpet would be expensive.
Those of you who want to be turned into diamonds may or may not already know about the company (http://www.LifeGem.com) that will do this for you. Personally, I think their website is one of the creepiest things I've ever seen, mostly because of how they keep referring to "your loved one's carbon".
I would spend time with my friends, alert the internet, and fly to an undisclosed location in th U.S. for an undisclosed reason.
I would see if I can get life insurance that has almost instant coverage, pay $50 for a million dollar policy.
If I knew for sure I was going to die, I'd finally ask the cute girl that works at Wal Mart out.
Also I wanted to be barbequed and eaten at my funeral but my mum says no.
I wouldn't tell anyone. At first, I'd spend time with my family. I'd buy them a wonderful dinner, and do something to make them realize how much I've appreciated their company my entire life, even if most of the time I didn't show it. That'd be the first week. I'd let my closest friends know how much I love them, too. At the end of that week, I'd leave them a note explaining my predicament, and telling them that I'm not worried about it and that neither should they.
I'd exploit others' pity for me to the fullest.