And then I almost died!
So, yeah, totally almost chocked to death on my first bite of dinner during the first time I'd been out to eat in FOREVER last night.
= so dumb
And scary.
But definately mostly dumb.
Also, hurt quite a bit, even with the afterwards. My wind pipe/lungs were crying the rest of the night.
...I just wish it had been on dessert. I mean, which would you rather die eating?
= so dumb
And scary.
But definately mostly dumb.
Also, hurt quite a bit, even with the afterwards. My wind pipe/lungs were crying the rest of the night.
...I just wish it had been on dessert. I mean, which would you rather die eating?
2 Comments:
At Thursday, January 18, 2007 8:39:00 PM, Edmund Schrag said…
I, for one, am thankful to Providence, the Great Physician and Giver and Sustainer of Life for your survival.
After refusing the blindfold and cigarette, I would still have to think long and hard about this'n.
At first, I'm thinking dessert, but have you considered how painful a fatal ice cream headache can get? Given the time-consuming nature of the non-lethal variety I've suffered in my day, I shudder to contemplate how long it might take some poor soul to actually die, suffering that whole time, grasping at the crown of his head in vain. Ugh.
At Thursday, January 18, 2007 9:05:00 PM, Sebosmile said…
Cheesecake = no brain freeze.
Yeah, I now know I don't want to die by drowning/being buried alive/chocking/being stabbed in the throat/any other way to die that involves oxygen deprivation because, seriously, OOOOOOOOW. :(
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