The gunman in the attack/robbery in a Manila casino committed suicide by pouring gasoline on himself and lighting himself on fire. Now, I like fire. It's awesome -- I have an old desk in the burn pit I'm gonna destroy with it tomorrow. However, I am also terrified of fire. I know damn well what it can do to human flesh, due to some unfortunate first hand experience. Lighting yourself on fire seems like literally the worst possible way to peace out. Putting aside the logistics of normal life, like wanting to spend time with your family and stuff, if I was just a single dude with nothing else and I became terminally ill or something, I'd go buy a sailboat, some fishing gear, and just head off into the pacific. That, or I'd let the government know I was crack shot and always wanted to visit pyongyang. Focus: Let's say you had nothing else here, so no real responsibilities or moral obligations. You just get diagnosed with some terminal illness. How would you wanna go out? Volunteer for the first manned mission to mars? Hitch a ride with the Hurricane Hunters, open the door and parachute out? Alt. Focus: Worst way to die? And listening to Ariana Grande has already been played out.
Forgetting the S&M "safe word". It's the only way to go. After that, dip me in honey and throw me to the necrophiliacs.
Good point, many? Worst Way: Old, crippled, riddled with alzheimers and forgotten in a crappy nursing home
....Fuck y'all, I have no obligations other than student loans. At least 5 drugs at the same time on the back of a motorcycle, shooting twin assault rifles, into the Grand Canyon after fucking enough prostitutes to get an STD named after me. Two of the five will be acid and ecstasy.
Well his hypothetical doesn't include unlimited funds so I mean I'd afford the most high class I could afford. Since girls in porn are notoriously hookers on the side there are a few specific girls I'd probably approach, Lily Thai, Gianna, Faye Reagan, get the fucking out of the way. Then just party with my friends until I kicked off. Or intersperse the fucking and partying. Alt focus: Burning to death has to be up there as far as painful. Having dealth with close family members dying with cancer and alzheimers Id say cancer is the worst of the two as far as I could tell. While it was stressful dealing with my grandma's alzheimers I could never place if she was actually in much distress. Didn't seem like it. All cognitive functions that could even recognize the situation were long gone by the time she died. My dad had basically all of his mental faculties up till the end. That is, when they didn't have him doped to the gills. Seems harsher to know he understood what was happening to him and having to deal with it. So Im going cancer. Ass cancer like Farrah Fawcett, it's just an extra kick in the ribs to have to hear it's anal cancer on top of the fact that you have cancer. Cancer of the anus.
I can't remember where I read this but it's not mine: Go to a bridge, tie one end of some piano wire around your neck, then the other end to the bridge, super glue your hands to your head, and jump. The end result should be that it appears you tore off your own head.
You also have to tie a rope to your feet, longer than the piano wire, so that you're left hanging upside down holding your own head.
Fire. Like. Nope. No thank you. Burning to death would basically be...the worst way I can imagine. That, and dementia. Seeing people and their families endure that is heartbreaking.
I wanna go out while tripping my face off at Bonnaroo or ACL. The worst would be burning to death or drowning. Ugh those are my worst fears.
Focus: I'll load up the boat with gear and see how far into the woods I can go, then live out the rest of my days in peace. Alt-focus: Being burned, slowly.
Focus: Eaten by a carnivorous large mammal like a polar bear or jaguar. Just all around a cool way to go out. Better than fucking cancer. Alternate Focus: Any slow, miserable death with a hospital bed and me being drugged to hell and no one willing to just overdose me into death.
Focus: If I go early, I just hope however it happens I go out making a difference Alt-Focus:This: The other half already knows, she's to go full Carol and have me look at the flowers
Focus: Well I was going to say "relaxing under the big maple in our yard" but after reading the above responses I see I need to come up with something better than that. How about kayaking down Niagra River and over the falls ? Which I suppose could play into the alt focus ( drowning ) if the blunt trauma to the head didn't kill me first.