Death Becomes Me
According to this site, I will die in January 2052, at age 78. The most probable cause of my death with be heart attack.
How depressing.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
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4 comments:
Woo Hoo! I'm going at 77 from cancer. And, how does holding in a fart figure into all this?!?
Well, I'm outta' here in March 2051.
I don't like sites like that. They just give me nightmares and nake me feel guilty for smoking!!!
Steve: Guess you'll just have to let 'em rip from now on.
Matthew: At least we'll make it to nice, ripe old ages...
Jon: Hint, hint. Hahaha. J/K. :)
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