first of all I would prefer to not die in one of those depressing hospitals. That would be really nice.

i would choose blind folded parachuteless skydiving while deep within the cluches of some kind of psychedelic madness.

A large dose of benzos followed by a large od of diamorphine wouldn't be too unpleaasant.

To be quite honest i"d try to hold on to life as long as possible but if the pain got too bad i"d IV some Mae Ploy thai green curry paste and hopefully die happy!

As we're talking all hypothetical here, I'd take whatever cards I was dealt and play them to the end.

I don't put a dog in the ground unless I'm sure it's dead.

this.

just give me ALL of the drugs, and throw me out a plane.

Being smothered by breasts sounds like a good way to go.

I would prefer to be shot out of a cannon into the sea.

I was planning on hitting the Himalayas with a case of my favorite booze, a bag full of goodies and make a 3 day event of it...
when the time comes.

send me to mars

Well if we're going down the fantasy route then strap me to a huge firework shoot me into space and explode me. Give you all a nice light show

That can be arranged

This is an interesting choice. Forest in japan that thousands go to end their lives.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4FDSdg09df8
Great Vice documentary.

Preferred death: Ski one last killer run at 100+ years of age, then drop dead smiling at the bottom. Feed my corpse to wolves.

In case of unremitting pain or other complete unrelenting wasting of the body: Long hike into woods in winter, massive overdose of narcotics. Go to sleep. Don't wake up. Wolves eat my corpse.

Worst case scenario: If they ever drop The Big One let me be so close that I am reduced to my constituent atoms before my nerves can tell my brain about it. There will be no wolves.

as much as i love breasts, i can't help but feel that asphyxiation would be an awful way to go


no sense poisoning the wolves, just get a mushroom suit (maybe add some cubensis spores, just for poops and chuckles)

I've been attacked by wolves in dreams spincycle.. Trust me, it ain't fun!

Those mushroom suits are pretty neat though

Alright, the breast thing was a joke, sort of. It would be how I would choose to be executed if I was given the choice.

To end my life absolutely on my terms I've actually thought about, but not like in an any time soon, sense. I decided that when I'm all old and used up, I hope to have the energy and strength for one last hike. I'll go off into the deep wilderness, lay down under a tall oak tree, and drift away.

Ha! Yes! I wondered if someone else here had seen that! The movie has been a long time favorite of mine, but I read the book recently and was blown away. I definitely recommend!

I think you"re all getting a bit carried away with yourselves. Remember you are all supposed to be suffering from some painful, debilitating, terminal disease. I really dont think jumping in aeroplanes, travelling to the Hymalayas or getting smothered by quality breasts is gonna be on the cards, believe me. Those are the sorts of things you should be doing when you are alive and well.