I went to a Christmas party a little while ago where my friends Collin and Jake were talking about an idea they call plan B. If plan A is life then plan B is death. Suicide to be exact, and not just suicide but painful suicide. Apparently if you are going to kill yourself it should really hurt when you do it.
Jakes plan B:
Sliding down a banister covered with razors head first into a vat of boiling acid.
Collins plan B:
Getting hit by a fire truck with huge spikes on the front of it which is spraying excrement from its hose and at the same time you are drinking ipecac and throwing up.
or...
Dousing yourself in gasoline, and lighting yourself on fire as you drive a mechanical wheelchair off the side of the canyon... and shooting yourself in the head with a shot gun.
Yeah, it was a good Christmas party...
1 comment:
I thought it was a good Christmas Party as well. Although, what is your Plan B? I hope it involves large quantities of castor oil. Also, did you know that the "morning after pill" is known to some as the "Plan B Pill?" Coincidence?
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