You Have 24 Hours to Live... What Do You Do?

[btmstudnyc]

Dolls

 

Rick, I think I'm getting sicker of you. (I collect those fuckers too)

 

Leave your collection to me!

 

I promise to give you my Black GOT MILK BARBIE with the white mustache and COW Hide mini dress.

 

I also will be glad to do shifts with your asseaters...Hmm...maybe thats how I want to die too...with Rick on my face.

 

Nah....I just realized...he'd get the last word in....

 

JIM

[Rick Munroe]

RE: Dolls

 

>Hmm...maybe thats how I want to die too...with

>Rick on my face.

 

Jim, if we're going to try to make everyone think we hate each other, you're gonna have to stop that talk (but don't stop eating....can you get that long Arab tongue & nose in deeper?) }(

 

>Nah....I just realized...he'd get the last word in....

 

Yeah, I just did.

[btmstudnyc]

Blow it out your ear

 

Is the saying blow it out your ear....or blow it up your ass?

 

Rick...I think that if you were sitting on my face....and my tongue marionette scene with Richard Gere in Chicago.

 

OH...Could we watch Chicago in those last 24 hours...I'll listen to Ethel Merman with you...NOW...what were those stupid chocolates that you like...damn your High maintenance

 

I think Derek Hates me already...

 

JIM

 

 

If it dont fit, force it

btmstudnyc@aol.com

[btmstudnyc]

screw it

 

OK...see I still can't talk

 

I'm not even going to begin to try and fix my post...just pass over that last one

 

JIM

 

I'm not a bitch....I just can't spell.

 

 

If it dont fit, force it

btmstudnyc@aol.com

[Rick Munroe]

RE: Blow it out your ear

 

>NOW...what were those stupid

>chocolates that you like...damn your High maintenance

 

Godiva (except when I'm in SF, where I am partial to See's)! :9 And yes, I'm high maintenance but the maintenance fees are worth the price of admission (OK, now that made no sense at all; you've got me talking like you).

[Guest Hijnx]

RE: Blow it out your ear

 

I'd set up my house like a sanctuary, filled with all kinds of candles and incense burners. I make a huge bed in my living room looking out into my garden with the most expensive sheets, pillows and bedding I could lay my hands on. I'd get all my favorite music lined up on my sound system, empty my wine cellar of my reserve stock. I'd invite over the hottest fucking escort I could find, eat E, and spend the next ten hours rolling all over each other. Then I'd invite my ten best friends over. We'd eat an incredible meal, drink all my wine and then drop acid.

[bluenix]

Request Denied

 

>...we're going to need more time Bluenix.

 

What are you, a weapons inspector? Request denied.

 

The whole point of 24 hours is that you don't have time to make elaborate plans. Paring things down to the bare necessities, so to speak.

 

Speaking of, all these guys who want to die in the arms of their favorite escorts -- would that be included in the regular rate?

 

Me, I think Hijinx has it right. Die tripping.

[ValleyDwellerNorth]

If you need to plan your life and clean up your day planner take this test to find out when you will kick it.

 

http://test.thespark.com/deathtest/

 

Now that I know the day I can really plan things with much more efficiency.

 

VDN

[chrismac]

I'd annex the Sudetenland.

 

No, check that, someone's done it already.

 

I'd call my parents and FINALLY tell them I'm gay. I'd spend the morning snorkeling in the La Jolla cove with my boyfriend, then drown him there (JUST KIDDING! :o ), then I'd spend the rest of the day driving a hot convertable around Pacific Beach eating all the things I've sworn off (especially an Eye-talian sausage pizza with extra cheese from Mt. Etna's), swing by my gym and kiss as many of the guys I've lusted after there before they kicked me out, then find myself at Black's Beach with a dozen Winchell's donuts watching the sunset and waiting for death to take me.

[+ Charlie]

I would probably spend most of the time putting all my papers in order, make phone calls to certain people and send emails and letters to many others, wrap up my daily journal, and spend the last couple of hours listening in a darkened room to a good recording of La Traviata.

[Guest jeffOH]

I would spend my last 24 hours with my closest friends. I would tell each of them what they've meant to me and how much I love them.

 

My mother and I recently started speaking again after 6 years, so I'd call her up, tell her how much I love her and say goodbye.

 

Finally, I'd like the last last thing I see to be a sunset.

 

JEFF

jeff4men@hotmail.com

[foxy]

I'd probably have to spend most of the time getting rid of my porn collection.

[Guest sebastian]

RE: 24 Hours to Live... What Do You Do?

 

Wow, I am amazed at all the responses to that question. I honnestly thought that you were all gonna say "have sex and party like hell". It's sort of nice to see the opposite.

 

Now, I wouldn't want to call my friends or family, or even see them for that matter. I would simply write each one a brief letter telling them how they affected me in life. I really wouldn't want to have everyone crying for me on the phone or in person. That's just not my style.

 

I would wake up before dawn in order to see the sunrise one last time. I would hope that it would be in the summer, so that I could spend all day at the beach. Then I would go to the most expensive restaurant I could find, have myself the best meal, wine, etc... Then I would sit on the beach at night in front of a fire drinking some cognac and hopefully die in my sleep!

 

Sebastian

[Flower]

RE: 24 Hours to Live... What Do You Do?

 

>Now, I wouldn't want to call my friends or family, or even see

>them for that matter. I would simply write each one a brief

>letter telling them how they affected me in life. I really

>wouldn't want to have everyone crying for me on the phone or

>in person. That's just not my style.

 

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] I feel the same way Sebastian -- several years ago, I was invited to and reluctantly went to such a "going away party." A casual friend of mine had a brain tumor and only had a few weeks to live with any dignity. It was the most DEPRESSING event I have ever been to and would NOT wish it on anyone :-( Especially friends and family.

 

I'd write the most important ones and maybe do a video tape for my kids and 2 special friends, if I could hold the tears back, then drive over to the Grand Canyon to see one last sunrise at Hopi point--some flute music by Akai on the portable CD player :+ I can't think of a more peaceful way to go.

[Chuck50]

Hey VaHawk IS that an IRISH Wake or am I lost on another planet somewhere. HUGS Chuck

[Houston Bonfires]

RE: 24 Hours to Live... What Do You Do?

 

Hello Friends:

 

It's been a long time since I had anything to say but wanted to join in this line of thought to add that I hope to live my last day as I try to live all my days. I want to be thankful for good days and better friends, children that made me smile, great sex, good wine and funny jokes. The pure joy of oogling the luscious Munroe Monument and the mundane everyday sameness that provided comfort. The innocence of sweet spirits like Chuck and the suspicious nature of good souls like FFF. After a moment of meditative quiet introspection I would step happily toward what I know will be the most joyous celebration of family and friends in a setting that will make Big Sur look pale and in that little step begin eternity.

[Guest JT]

What else? Definitely not planning for my funeral!

 

"Procrastination - Hard work often pays off after time, but laziness always pays off now". D.I. Classic

 

 

JT

[VaHawk]

LOVE YOU Chuck, and a super Big HUG to you! You are I assume, on plant Earth like me. And yes that is the basics of an Irish wake, with some embellishment from by "own queer" perspective!