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 Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 11:51 am
The stapler falls on my head, leaving staples in my brain. They are operated on and I die during the operation.
I drop the codes to my post styles.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:09 pm
I take the codes and start to use them myself. Someone thinks that I am you and try to be friends with me. When they find out I'm not you they call the police. They try to arrest me for impersonating a dead person. Unfortunately I resist arrest and they have to shoot me down.
I drop a book.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 9:17 pm
The book falls out of the sky and I stumble in front of a cement truck from the pain.
I drop my Biology test.
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 7:44 pm
I pick up the biology test, thinking it is mine. I see it has 100%, and I die of surprise.
I srop my devil kitten
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 12:00 pm
I'm walking down the street and the kitten attacks me and kills me.
I drop my soccer ball
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 12:28 pm
I see the soccer ball and try to kick it. Unfortunately I miss and do a barell roll in the air. When I land I break my kneck and die on the spot.
I drop a tissue
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 5:07 pm
I pick up the tissue and use it. turns out it was covered witht he palgue. I die a slow, painful death.
I drop regionals score(13th chair clarinet! Wootwoot!)
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 8:20 pm
I pick up the score and go to regionals. Unfortunately I suck so bad that the BD throws his baton at my head. The baton goes through my eye socket and into my brain. I die.
I drop the bloody baton.
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 9:22 pm
I pick up the bloody baton , out of curiosity lick the blood, I contracted a strange disease 2 months later and die.
I drop A contra alto bass clarinet. (Oh yeah, I went there)
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 4:11 pm
(Oh snap)
I pick up the Contra Alto Bass Clarinet and try to play it. I have never heard of the instrument before so I have no idea how to play it. After trying for hours to figure it out, I get a brain hemrige and die.
I drop a CD
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 4:30 pm
The CD falls out of a plane, hits an innocent civilian, slices them in two, hits the ground, ricochets off the concrete, and slams into my face, and shards of it go into my brain, killing me.
I drop a VHS of the movie Spy Kids.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 4:39 pm
I pick up the VHS tape and take it to my house to sell it on eBay. Someone breaks into my house after hearing of it and robs me. I put up a struggle but get killed by the burglar in the fight.
The burglar drops an iPod that goes unnoticed when it falls out of his sack of stolen goods.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 5:44 pm
I randomly walk into the house and pick up the Ipod. Unable to multi-task while walking and listening to music I realize I'm on a sky scraper ledge far too late and plummet. Being the lucky person I am I fall right to a ledge and is unharmed. Only problem is I land in front of a window where a man is taking a shower. he see's me, freaks out and punches my face through the glass... I roll back then plummet to my doom. =0
I drop a bottle of ranch.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 5:57 pm
I drink the bottle of ranch in front of a starving health nut. Not only am I allergic to ranch, the health nut kills me and eats me for protein.
I drop a computer printer.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 8:58 pm
I try to hook up the computer to my printer. Unfortunately I'm not feeling as smart as usual and can't figure out how to do it. I shock myself to death while plugging it in.
I drop a bottle of soda
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