Here's a nice sobering thought for a Friday night around bedtime.
Something which we can have, but don't want - DEATH! Nice.
When's your Arrrrrrrrmageddon?
My death date (on the death meter) was calculated as 17th August 2047. I pop it just after the 5023rd repeat of 'Cash in the Attic' keeling over after just proclaiming "Oh what terrible weather we're having for this time of year, I'll have to put my back vest on!"
As I'm an avid lover of lard (can't get enough of the stuff), I'm sure it would have been much later.
Have a go yourself, it really is fun!
www.findyourfate.com (The death meter is to the left of the page).
bs
were have you been
o a nice cheerfull death clock just what i need
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