I was having dinner with my Grandparents the other night, and we started talking about death. I asked Grandma "What do you think it would feel like to get shot in the head? Like, would you feel the pain instantly, or would it linger?" My Grandmother smiled politley and said she didn't know. But I have this morbid fascination with death, so I persisted in asking more. "But Grandma, like- how would it feel to get shot?" My Grandfather finally said "Sometimes I believe the body just shots down. So you would feel a slight pain, but then you would die." I said "Wow, really?" And sighed with a satisfaction I get when someone tells me about death and how it feels. Ten minutes later into our dessert, when Grandma asked me to pass the cheesecake, I said "Grandma, I heard this guy was eaten by a lion. How would it feel to get eaten? Like, would you smell your own guts?" My Grandmother slammed her fork down and said "Will you STOP that please?!" I was shocked. My Grandfather told me also to stop.
2007-07-03
16:58:15
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