Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you screw?" -Puff Daddy on Mason Betha's "24 Hours to Live" single. So you go to the doctor at 2pm. At 3pm he tells you that you have 24 hours to live (until 3pm the next day). What do you do? (Provide times as well, like 8pm-9pm: dinner at Blah restaurant). I'll get back to ya.
I expect him to give me a booklet called "So You're Going To Die". After I read through that, I'll spend some last precious time with my family until the 24 hours pass and I don't die after all. Hopefully I won't celebrate by eating more of that puffer fish...
In reality, I think I'd spend it with my family, and calling friends to say goodbye. It's not a "fun" thing, but I'd hate to die thinking I didn't spend my last day with the people who were most important to me.
So you guys would just sit at home with your family for 24 hours? Aargh, I was hoping for more excitement than that. How about going out with your loved ones to some of your favorite places?
i feel bad because the first thought that came through my mind was, "who would i have sex with" then family. geez im a twisted person.
I didnt even think about family until i read the responses. I was thinking about money and girls. But, now that Ive been humbled, I will go ahead and say that I would spend the 24 hours with my family. at treasures.
I'd come here and post how disgusted I am that the Rockets are going to miss the playoffs for the 17th consecutive season...
24 hours of booty GV76: Hey, lets (whispers) WIFE: Ew! GV76: But I've only got 24 hours to live. WIFE: (sigh) Fine. GV76: Hee, hee.
I would spend most of the time with my family, but I don't think I'd be able to tell them I was going to die. Things would be way too sad and my mother would go nuts. Let's see: (3pm - 5pm) -- Arrange to have a foursome with three of the prettiest, friendliest, highest-priced prostitutes in town. Ideally, I would want a cute little Asian, an angelic blonde and a brunette with huge tatas. After the first hour, I would pop some viagra and give it another go. (5pm - 6pm) -- Write letters to my mother, father and sister explaining the situation, why I didn't tell them, and all sorts of touching crap. Arrange for them to be delivered after my death. I would also arrange and pay for my own funeral, so nobody would have to worry about it after I kicked the bucket. (6pm - 6:10pm) -- Turn over the reins of my fantasy baseball league to Finn or Behad and make a farewell post on the BBS. (6:10pm - 6:15pm) -- Format my hard drive. (6:15pm - 12am) -- Spend some quality time with my family. I would take them to a great place for dinner, and then to Dairy Queen or a donut shop for dessert. After that, I would watch some of my favorite TV shows with them (Survivor, South Park, Simpsons, etc..) (12am - 10am) -- After everyone went to bed, I would go out and arrange another foursome with different prostitutes (or the same three if they were spectacular enough). After a wild 3 hours of sensual delights (viagra-induced if willy isn't working), I would try to score some smack. Doing heroin is supposed to be the best feeling in the world, and this is the only circumstance in which I can envision myself ever doing it. I am assuming that it would only affect me for a few hours and that I would be fine by morning. (8am - 2pm) -- More quality time with the family. We'd go out for breakfast or lunch, and then sit around talking. Depending on the mood, I might explain the situation in my last hours, and say goodbyes. (2pm - 3pm) -- Go off somewhere (probably a hotel room) to die. I would bring a stereo with my favorite music, and drift away in a drug-induced haze. Exactly what drug would depend on how well the heroin experience went.
WOW! I thought I was the only one who would go to those measures to ensure no one knew how much of a perv I was!!!
I'd visit the a mosque, church, synagogue, and temple (just to cover all my bases). Have some sex with my wife then spend the rest of the time doing something fun with my kids in a peaceful natural setting like the beach or out in the woods.
You've got to figure out a way to beat death. This is the only plan. So you've got to start thinking outside of the box. We've been gaining on death since we inherited the earth. There's no reason to think we can't beat it one day. Somebody just has to step up and outhink it. We are capable of anything.
Pull out all of my money and go to Vegas. Vegas has everything you need from women, booze, and luxury if you have the cash. Honestly, I would probably just spend it with my family.
guess I should have changed mine... nobody has seen enough old Simpsons episodes... In reality, I... refuse to answer rhetorical questions like this.
