08-03-2002, 07:24 PM
I would have to imagine that falling from some obscene height would be a horrible death. The fear and panic as you plummet helplessly, flailing your arms in futile hopes of sprouting wings. Watch as the landscape draws nearer... rushing wind in your face as you reach terminal velicity. seconds seem like days... did you kiss your wife this morning? Did you tell her you love her?
SPLAT! too late.
SPLAT! too late.