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She confused "cruise control" with "autopilot" and drove straight off a cliff.

Actually confused by which thread she was on because that’s a half assed answer to the ‘Guess the Profession.......’ thread. (not the first time either)

Fell from the 18th story while demonstrating a grand jeté to his fellow steel workers during a coffee break.
 
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Entered the MotoGP race at Monza, with a Vespa, won, but got blinded by the checkered flag on her face and crashed off the track.
 
Entered the MotoGP race at Monza, with a Vespa, won, but got blinded by the checkered flag on her face and crashed off the track.

Stumbled over a diphthong thus ending up with a compound vowel and terminal consequences.
 
Stumbled over a diphthong thus ending up with a compound vowel and terminal consequences.

Little old ladies caned her to death for accidentally cutting in line (to get to the exit of the department store).
 
Wild honey badger attack. There was little to nothing that could have been done to prevent the gruesome accident.
 
We only know there were three cats, a missing goldfish, a step stool, a tarnished trombone, bees wax, a half empty bottle of Alicante Bousche, a note addressed to Beatriz and gallons of whipped cream. The Chief Inspector is baffled.
 
Schnappi das kleine Krokodil grew up and made a schnack out of her.
 
A leather bound notebook found behind a false wall with spells turning people in to cats, and three fur balls, were all that remained.
 
Tried an innovative yoga asana, the pretzel posture. It wasn't pretty.
 
Mixed balsamic vinegar with anchovies and heated in a microwave. Sorry.
 
That's Lake Placid behind her and she went swimming with a giant alligator.
 
I reckon a bobcat might do fer him if he's not careful. Though I dearly hope nothing happens to him, truth be told.
 
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