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 Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 6:56 pm
I die because...well...it's sort of obvious.
I drop a wedding cake.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 7:56 pm
I don't eat the wedding cake because I'm already fat. I die soon after of a heart attack because a monster jumped out of the cake.
I drop my sweaty undershirt.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 1:23 pm
I pick up the sweaty undershirt and am soon mobbed to death by a hoard of horny fan boys.
I drop emoXvampireXgirl.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 6:40 pm
@Cobalt: roflmfao. nice. i could see that...almost
I pick up myself and we go rape people. Then we go rape anything in sight, and i die of to much raping stuff.
I drop Cobalt
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 7:25 pm
The Chevy Cobalt lands on my head: crushing me flat as a pancake. >=D
I drop my checkbook.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 3:59 pm
I pick up the checkbook and start writing false checks. The police shoot me down after writing 10 billion dollars worth of fake money.
I drop my empty A&W bottle.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 10:32 pm
I trip on the empty A&W bottle, do a front flip to avoid breaking my neck, and land in a pit of spikes.
I drop 5 pounds of C4. xp
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 4:11 pm
I pick up the five pounds of C-4 and begin making purity sculptures with it. A five year old walks by and smashes one of my sculpters. It explodes and I am vaporized.
I drop the five year old's severed skull.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 10:54 am
I admire the skull and put it in my collection of dead rodents collection(its all bones, mainly heads i have found). My dad is soon acused of murder, and I go to jail for harboring a fugitive, dying in a car crash on the way to jail.
I drop a rats head.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 12:52 pm
I stop to look at the skull but am mulled to death by a pack of hungry cats trying to get to the rat's head.
I drop a monkey in a pink tutu.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 3:51 pm
The monkey has rabies and it attacks me. Pretty obvious....
I drop my computer.
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 3:49 pm
i find this really awesome person online but it turns out there some weird stalker and they end up finding me and well...
i drop my homework
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 4:18 pm
As I pick up the homework, I am run over by an out of control school bus.
I drop a 3 year pld tuna snadwhich.
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2009 7:19 pm
The tuna sandwich found out that I didn't want to eat it, and it tore up all the new clothes I bought. I go on a killing rampage, killing 13 people and eventually commiting suicide. (omg im the columbine killers!!!!they killed 13 people...R.I.P. all who were killed. *bows head in rememberence*)
I leave behind a documentary on Charlie White, the only part that still works is about his sex life. O.o
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 6:21 pm
I pick up the documentary on Charlie White and get attacked by a sireal killer. eek
I drop a picture of a rock.
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