At least it was successful. We had a guy here aim the gun at the bottom of his chin and shoot. Bullet lodged in the roof of his mouth so he shot again in the temple and succeeded. That would just suck.

madblader: Why would you kill yourself that way?

I've already designed by painless (well unless I'm very unlucky) carbon monoxide suicide.

It's well planed out, picked out a small room, blocked all the airways, burn coals in a small grill, fall asleep for ever, peace.

Sometimes the best planned suicide doesn't always turn out so well. One of my favorite scenes from Frasier:

Roz: "Ever heard of Lupe Velez?"
Frasier: "Who?"
Roz: "Lupe Velez, the movie star in the '30s. Well, her career hit the skids, so she decided she'd make one final stab at immortality. She figured if she couldn't be remembered for her movies, she'd be remembered for the way she died. And all Lupe wanted was to be remembered. So, she plans this lavish suicide - flowers, candles, silk sheets, white satin gown, full hair and makeup, the works. She takes the overdose of pills, lays on the bed, and imagines how beautiful she's going to look on the front page of tomorrow's newspaper. Unfortunately, the pills don't sit well with the enchilada combo plate she sadly chose as her last meal. She stumbles to the bathroom, trips and goes head-first into the toilet, and that's how they found her."
Frasier: "Is there a reason you're telling me this story?"
Roz: "Yes. Even though things may not happen like we planned, they can work out anyway."
Frasier: "Remind me again how it worked for Lupe, last seen with her head in the toilet."
Roz: "All she wanted was to be remembered. Will you ever forget that story?"

madblader: Why would you kill yourself that way?

I've already designed by painless (well unless I'm very unlucky) carbon monoxide suicide.

It's well planed out, picked out a small room, blocked all the airways, burn coals in a small grill, fall asleep for ever, peace.


A lungful of CO2 will stop your heart almost immediately.

Of course, there will be those few seconds of unpleasant sensations, so you could always go with the buckshot to the brainpan. Instant dead.

(The CO2 method is a lot more pleasant for the people who have to clean you up. Unless you shoot yourself in a river.)

This suicide method occurred about a year ago, also in England.
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Otto's_Jacket: FTA: Ambulance services attended at 12.40am and the man was pronounced dead at the scene.



That's some fine police work there, Lou.

My grandpa was a fireman when they first started coming up with the artificial resuscitators. No one ever died at a fire after that. Cause if you hooked them into the resuscitator, they counted as alive, and the hospital had to do all the paperwork, even if they had to put the dudes head back on.

I can't help but wonder... was he wearing his seatbelt?

Nope, self-immolating Buddhist guy still wins.

Driver: I can't help but wonder... was he wearing his seatbelt?

I'd say yes to be sure it didn't just drag him out of the car.

eraser8: Lenny_da_Hog: "What we got back didn't live long. Fortunately."

I was just a little kid when I first saw that (I think it was on HBO). And I was so disturbed by that scene; I just thought it was unspeakably horrible. I didn't regain faith in beaming technology for years.

For me, it was on the big screen, first day of release, first time I'd been in a theatre equipped with Dolby Sound, with all the excitement of the long-awaited Star Trek movie, the continuation of that camp crew and light-hearted feel....

...that scene immediately and permanently laser-engraved into my brain that *this* was not going to be the Star Trek I grew up with.

No.1: I think this sort of thing was in the bible - seriously. A guy tied a rope around a tree and his neck and rode off on his chariot.

Maybe you're thinking of Absalom. He got caught like that and then chopped up as he hung there in the tree.

Driver: I can't help but wonder... was he wearing his seatbelt?

More importantly, did he own a gun?

Everything would have been OK if he had owned a gun.

Lenny_da_Hog: For me, it was on the big screen, first day of release, first time I'd been in a theatre equipped with Dolby Sound, with all the excitement of the long-awaited Star Trek movie, the continuation of that camp crew and light-hearted feel....

...that scene immediately and permanently laser-engraved into my brain that *this* was not going to be the Star Trek I grew up with.

I was five. My parents took me, and I didn't remember anything other than the funny bald lady and my dad getting mad at me for laughing at the funny bald lady.

50mm: That's no way to get ahead in life.

Someone got ahead...

Boy, the penalty for losing on Cash Cab is severe!

Those guys in Japan (I think) that spent years mummifying themselves are still my favorites.

En-ra-ha

/Obscure?
//extra points for not doing a search.

I wonder why he did it in that neck of the woods? Maybe he was looking for a stretch of shoulder to park on by the cafe...

Loved the picture of the black cabs.
I never thought they looked like that.

If you're gonna go, at least raise some questions about it.

Mail out shaky hand-written letters to all the newspapers in your area, telling them that you've found the dark secret to the Time Cube, and that you're going to go public with 'the conspiracy'

Then, tie your legs together, handcuff yourself, and jump down an elevator shaft as you shoot yourself in the head.

'SUUURE it's a suicide,' they'll say.

Maybe it's just me, but 'the most spectaculary disturbing suicide' should have at least involved hamsters and firecrackers...

Lenny_da_Hog: Of course, as not quite as disturbing as our cab driver friend's methods, we did have someone in Juneau who might've gone a little over the edge after Palin resigned, I don't know.

Juneau?

I was eating lunch in the 8th floor atrium right before that happened. I left the area at about 1:05 PM. I didn't see a thing, thank goodness.

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lstywnch: I didn't remember anything other than the funny bald lady and my dad getting mad at me for laughing at the funny bald lady.

I was a raging ball of hormones emerging into manhood.

Ann-Margret defined the perfect, Platonian form of womanhood.
The Deltoid warped a huge fetish into that image: Women with very short hair, anywhere from bald to Annie Lennox.

Instant character development. "My oath of celibacy is on file..." Jesus. I was only a mortal teenager. They should have enforced that PG rating....

/DON'T YOU JUDGE ME!
//Oh, right, guy dead. Suicide thread. Baseball stats. Tech manuals, electroconvulsive therapy...

soosh: that'd be quick and relatively painless.

Not really. Getting your head ripped off hurts. Quick and painless? You want a motorcycle helmet lined with high explosives. Turn your brain into vapor before the neurons have a chance to register anything.

This man was clearly a little too driven.

Mister Peejay: madblader: Why would you kill yourself that way?

I've already designed by painless (well unless I'm very unlucky) carbon monoxide suicide.

It's well planed out, picked out a small room, blocked all the airways, burn coals in a small grill, fall asleep for ever, peace.


A lungful of CO2 will stop your heart almost immediately.

Of course, there will be those few seconds of unpleasant sensations, so you could always go with the buckshot to the brainpan. Instant dead.

(The CO2 method is a lot more pleasant for the people who have to clean you up. Unless you shoot yourself in a river.)

One time I poured myself a Super Big Gulp cup of Barq's rootbeer, not from a store pop fountain but from a just-opened 2-litre bottle, so it happened to have plenty of fizz. I was thirsty, and in a hurry to get some Barq's goodness, so I put my face over the cup the instant I was done pouring. Then before I started to tilt the cup back, I happened to breathe in. Do NOT try this at home. I suddenly felt like I was going to pass out, and just about dropped almost 2 litres of rootbeer. I wonder if a larger volume of fresh pop, say a few gallons, huffed intentionally, could do the job?

Ed Grubermann: I was eating lunch in the 8th floor atrium right before that happened. I left the area at about 1:05 PM. I didn't see a thing, thank goodness.

J.K. saw the whole thing. He was lunching at Ballwrinkle's, started walking across the street to go through the SOB and go back to work, looked up and saw her jump. He was the first one to say, "Oh, she was dead before she got to the hospital. She landed head first." He also was the first one that said, "That was NOT Carol."

Constantine has a habit of "losing" friends. Never thought Chas would lose it.

feanturi: Mister Peejay: madblader: Why would you kill yourself that way?

I've already designed by painless (well unless I'm very unlucky) carbon monoxide suicide.

It's well planed out, picked out a small room, blocked all the airways, burn coals in a small grill, fall asleep for ever, peace.


A lungful of CO2 will stop your heart almost immediately.

Of course, there will be those few seconds of unpleasant sensations, so you could always go with the buckshot to the brainpan. Instant dead.

(The CO2 method is a lot more pleasant for the people who have to clean you up. Unless you shoot yourself in a river.)

One time I poured myself a Super Big Gulp cup of Barq's rootbeer, not from a store pop fountain but from a just-opened 2-litre bottle, so it happened to have plenty of fizz. I was thirsty, and in a hurry to get some Barq's goodness, so I put my face over the cup the instant I was done pouring. Then before I started to tilt the cup back, I happened to breathe in. Do NOT try this at home. I suddenly felt like I was going to pass out,and just about dropped almost 2 litres of rootbeer. I wonder if a larger volume of fresh pop, say a few gallons, huffed intentionally, could do the job?

The body's breathing reflex is triggered by co2. Which is why you breathe faster and harder if you stick you head in a plastic bag and feel uncomfortable. Inhaling helium is dangerous, in that if you pass out with lungs full of helium, hydrogen, nitrogen, or whatever, you feel no automatic impulse to breathe again.
Knowing is half the battle.

Dallymo: Marvin McIntyre, according to Wikipedia; the movie is "Fandango" (1985). One of my favorites.

Truman Sparks, he's the head jumpin' bean. Trelis isn't his wife, man, that just his old lady.

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I am going to use the exact same information to come to the opposite conslusion.

Epsilon: ...If you really want to do yourself in, a drug overdose is much more polite.

But it ain't anywhere near as spectacular...

Police don't view this as suspicious? *Seriously*?

Man, every day I feel more and more like I need to leave whatever you call the opposite of a suicide note with my lawyer in case I get shot in the back in broad daylight and the authorities decide to rule it as self-inflicted.

Swallowing a bunch of wax-coated cesium slugs and a healthy pitcher of water would be pretty good. I figure the wax coating would give you at least half an hour to get onto a crowded subway or restaurant before you puff up like a balloon and explode.

kb7rky: Epsilon: ...If you really want to do yourself in, a drug overdose is much more polite.

But it ain't anywhere near as spectacular...

FYI: Do it where a family member wont farking find it.

"A man is lying on the street
some punk has chopped off his head
And I'm the only one who stops
to see if he's dead
aaoohhh
Turns out he's dead...

Flight of the Conchords

\got nothin'

Unknown_Poltroon: kb7rky: Epsilon: ...If you really want to do yourself in, a drug overdose is much more polite.

But it ain't anywhere near as spectacular...

FYI: Do it where a family member wont farking find it.

Oh, and lay down a goddamn tarp. And shoot a last video message so no one gets accused of your murder. ANd for gods farking sake, do it quiet so a street full of witnesses dosent have to watch.

Years ago, a guy I knew told me he wanted to commit suicide in a very spectacular manner. It went something like this:

He wanted to get a very long length of piano wire, a hardhat, and a couple of those foghorn-in-a-can gizmos. He was to mount the foghorns on the sides of the hardhat, similar to the beer can hat. Next, he would tie the piano wire to the railing of the Hyatt Grand Cypress' atrium. Of course it would be way up.
His goal was to have the horns blaring, and run and jump over the railing. At one point, the wire would tighten, stripping his head from his body, with the hat/horns attached and wailing. Then before the body hit the floor, the wire would tighten around his ankles, causing some of his guts to shoot out of his neck.

Yeah. Steve invented Emo.

rooftop235: Years ago, a guy I knew told me he wanted to commit suicide in a very spectacular manner. It went something like this:

He wanted to get a very long length of piano wire, a hardhat, and a couple of those foghorn-in-a-can gizmos. He was to mount the foghorns on the sides of the hardhat, similar to the beer can hat. Next, he would tie the piano wire to the railing of the Hyatt Grand Cypress' atrium. Of course it would be way up.
His goal was to have the horns blaring, and run and jump over the railing. At one point, the wire would tighten, stripping his head from his body, with the hat/horns attached and wailing. Then before the body hit the floor, the wire would tighten around his ankles, causing some of his guts to shoot out of his neck.

Yeah. Steve invented Emo.

Youtube.

Mister Peejay: madblader: Why would you kill yourself that way?

I've already designed by painless (well unless I'm very unlucky) carbon monoxide suicide.

It's well planed out, picked out a small room, blocked all the airways, burn coals in a small grill, fall asleep for ever, peace.


A lungful of CO2 will stop your heart almost immediately.

Of course, there will be those few seconds of unpleasant sensations, so you could always go with the buckshot to the brainpan. Instant dead.

(The CO2 method is a lot more pleasant for the people who have to clean you up. Unless you shoot yourself in a river.)

feanturi:One time I poured myself a Super Big Gulp cup of Barq's rootbeer, not from a store pop fountain but from a just-opened 2-litre bottle, so it happened to have plenty of fizz. I was thirsty, and in a hurry to get some Barq's goodness, so I put my face over the cup the instant I was done pouring. Then before I started to tilt the cup back, I happened to breathe in. Do NOT try this at home. I suddenly felt like I was going to pass out, and just about dropped almost 2 litres of rootbeer. I wonder if a larger volume of fresh pop, say a few gallons, huffed intentionally, could do the job?

The CO thing is popular in Asia for some reason. It's very dangerous, tends to set fire to the building and CO can kill first responders on the scene, esp friends/family/neighbors/landlords, etc who enter a roomfull of CO.

EMTs are trained to assess the safety of the scene before entering... but may or may not do it.

And a lungful of pure CO2 will not kill you. I've huffed an empty 2-ltr bottle before, for no particular reason. It's all CO2 inside. Exhale, put your mouth on it, and inhale while squishing the bottle.

Very strong urge to inhale from the CO2 surge, a little lightheadedness. Otherwise, nothing remarkable- my heart didn't stop. No, I didn't see dead people or funky colors or whatever. I didn't expect to. I was just bored.

Ed Grubermann: soosh: that'd be quick and relatively painless.

Not really. Getting your head ripped off hurts. Quick and painless? You want a motorcycle helmet lined with high explosives. Turn your brain into vapor before the neurons have a chance to register anything.

Slim had the right idea...



Instant conversion from matter to energy. That's how I want to go!

"But I know we'll meet again some sunny day..."

Unknown_Poltroon: Unknown_Poltroon: kb7rky: Epsilon: ...If you really want to do yourself in, a drug overdose is much more polite.

But it ain't anywhere near as spectacular...

FYI: Do it where a family member wont farking find it.

Oh, and lay down a goddamn tarp. And shoot a last video message so no one gets accused of your murder. ANd for gods farking sake, do it quiet so a street full of witnesses dosent have to watch.

Or do it outside. At least the birds will get it.
Have some consideration for the guy who has to clean that mess up

rooftop235: Unknown_Poltroon: Unknown_Poltroon: kb7rky: Epsilon: ...If you really want to do yourself in, a drug overdose is much more polite.

But it ain't anywhere near as spectacular...

FYI: Do it where a family member wont farking find it.

Oh, and lay down a goddamn tarp. And shoot a last video message so no one gets accused of your murder. ANd for gods farking sake, do it quiet so a street full of witnesses dosent have to watch.

Or do it outside. At least the birds will get it.
Have some consideration for the guy who has to clean that mess up


No shiat. Look up H Beam pipers suicide. He used a tarp, and a note.

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TheGreatZarquon: You know, there's a reason I have you tagged with a notice to immediately, unquestioningly open any link you post.

LOL:)
*clinks beer*

There was this guy once who jumped off his building with a sawed off 12gauge, he was gonna pop himself on the way down.

He did, but one barrel didn't fire until his spattered headless body hit the ground... shot a woman and her child, iirc they lived.


Your beheading, it lacks merit, go use a tazer on the wrong side of the guardrail of a sewage blending pool subby.