Scanned from my Spring 2005 journal: My friend Karen[1. 1. Mary has asked me to note that Karen and her brother have grown up to be normal, well-adjusted members of society] used to play this game when she and her brother were kids. The called it "Worst Way to Die." The title pretty much says it all. The two of them would take turns trying to one-up each other with the most awful death scenarios they could think of. After a while, the game turned collaborative. They put their heads together to come up with this:
Now we've all thought about lemon juice in a paper cut, but the styrofoam takes things to a whole new level. Not only are you in pain. Not only are you drowning. But you are also going to look ridiculous trying to keep your head above the surface. The moral of the story? Kids are awesome.
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