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2006-09-14 19:18:23 · 20 answers · asked by repentant sinner 4 in Society & Culture Cultures & Groups Other - Cultures & Groups

personally I would want to have sex with the most racist, ******hating, KKK, white supremisist, rebel flag thong wearing ***** on the planet. w/ no condom and her daddy and grantfather watching. and a Krispy Kreme doughnut.

2006-09-14 20:29:45 · update #1

personally I would want to have sex with the most racist, ******hating, KKK, white supremisist, rebel flag thong wearing ***** on the planet. w/ no condom and her daddy watching.
and a Krispy Kreme doughnut.

2006-09-14 20:32:28 · update #2

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After spending my life counting calories, I'd ask for a triple cheeseburger, french fries, strawberry shake and cheesecake.

Hell, why not? Even if I've never smoked, I'd ask for a pack of cigarettes too!

2006-09-14 20:45:16 · answer #1 · answered by Jmyooooh 4 · 2 1

Wonderful and thought provoking question! Not really sure and never having been there........I wrote this a few years ago. This is just a poem, but based on your question I think this may solidify someone's thinking that is about to be excecuted.

DEATH ROW
"This is pure speculation."

Blocks and bars surround me,
in this small 5x7.
Peering out a hole,
to catch a glimpse of heaven.

I watch a cloud go floating by,
within a stony frame.
Sargent calling out for mail,
I hear him yell my name.

A letter from someone,
that still recalls my life.
When I was a better person,
not causing so much strife.

Reading every line,
I cling to each word.
Hoping for some mention,
of something that I heard.

Of how my children are,
and how the wife might be.
Of Mom and Dad and all the rest,
and those that I can't see.

Cast into this dungeon,
no one to blame but me.
I can't believe the loneliness,
brought upon myself.

I pace the steps no more then twelve,
Hit the wall and cry,
Remembering that they put me here,
for what I did I'll die.

Moving to a holding cell,
larger than this place.
Freely moving about,
the Feds they house me well.

Two more feet of walking space,
I'm counting down the days.
You think I have it great,
letting me lift some weight.

Nothing can compare,
to all I had out there.
Regret will do no good,
I repent for what I should.

Meeting God will show me,
my most sinful way.
Getting some religion,
is all I know to do.

They asked that silly question,
what would you like to eat.
All that I could think of,
is the smell of pickled beats.

Mama used to serve them,
on every Holiday.
I remember the taste of soil,
dirt and that odor.

I asked to have my Mama,
bring a hefty bowl.
Tell her that I need to feel,
that taste before I go.

I hear them coming for me,
they shackle me in irons.
Escorting me down a path,
removing me from your harm.

They held my trembling body,
beneath their official arm.
Tin soldiers march beside me,
in silent somber form.

A bed made of steel,
I climb to take a rest.
Strapping me in belts,
that tighten on my breast.

I close my eyes and dreamed,
of when I was a boy.
When Mama hollered at me,
have you done your chore.

I whispered that I had,
remembering my first lie.
That nothing I had done,
had ever been half right.

Somewhere in the distance,
the Lord he laid me down.
In pastures much more greener,
then any I had found.

I drifted into darkness,
no light did appear.
God didn't come to me,
as I had always feared.

Death was nothing like,
for those that are saved.
I felt the impending torture,
of the Devil's blade.

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2006-09-14 19:49:18 · answer #2 · answered by Anna M 5 · 0 2

That I may be allowed to put a secret note inside a bottle and throw it into the ocean. It wouldn't say anything special. It would be just to mess with them.

2006-09-14 19:23:58 · answer #3 · answered by Spirit-X 4 · 1 1

To say good-bye to my family ,then be left alone to pray that the lord forgives me for what ever sins I've committed.

2006-09-14 19:36:59 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

watch a sunset

have a glass of red wine

listen to bach brandenburg concerto number 4

wear a lei made of jasmine, gardenia, and rose

2006-09-14 19:31:56 · answer #5 · answered by a_blue_grey_mist 7 · 1 1

To dance the night away

2006-09-14 19:25:49 · answer #6 · answered by Evo_Morales 2 · 1 1

For the judge to sit on my lap while I get electricuted.

2006-09-14 19:28:14 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 1 1

That my heavenly father forgive me for all my sins and allow me in his kingdom to dwell with him forever and ever.

2006-09-14 19:20:10 · answer #8 · answered by sweetlee725 2 · 1 1

For capital punishment to be abolished

2006-09-14 20:16:18 · answer #9 · answered by TrueSoul 4 · 0 1

That I could take Mariah Carey with me.

2006-09-14 19:25:33 · answer #10 · answered by happysnappy 3 · 1 1

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