If I have the misfortune of falling to my death, my last thoughts will probably be … “I’m plummeting … I never thought I’d be plummeting … who says plummeting? … oh no! when people talk about me they’re going to include ‘he plummeted to his death‘ after my name all the time!”
If it’s a long drop, I might start thinking about those “lateral thinking riddles” too!
“a man approaches the middle of a field. When he gets there he knows he will die. How does the man know this?”
If it’s a really long drop, I’ll probably do some screaming as well.
note: I’m not afraid of heights … it’s just the ground down below that makes me a bit nervous sometimes.
double note: I hope I’m a Bumble … because Bumbles bounce! … if you didn’t know.
I Am The Cheese 