My Death List
Posted on February 28th, 2009
Some months ago, Bob and I pondered death and death lists in the acclaimed Internet sketch, Kick in the Head .
While death is terrible, making and seeking out a death list is not. I hope the "YEAH" banner satisfies you.
Here is my death list.
1. Build a boat.
2. Bake a comically large pizza.
3. Be in a position to donate to charity.
4. Do cocaine with Pat O’Brien. Preferably off of Mary Hart.
5. Cry on Opera. Physically, figuratively on her. Chest or shoulder; I have no preference.
6. Shave a dog into a Ninja Turtle .
7. Ship myself to someone in a large crate.
8. Sink a boat.
9. Purchase and maintain "bobandandrewsuck.com".
10. Convince Sean Minogue to stop bullying me.
11. Start a home brew. Name it "Woolsey Ale".
12. Attempt to dig to China; give up when electrocuted by buried power lines.
13. Two words: bank robbery.
14. Enter a marathon with the sole intention of punching other runners in the face.
15. Grow a Jesus beard.
16. Befriend an animal.
17. Direct a shot by shot remake of Chinatown… with dogs.
18. Operate the world’s largest protractor.
19. Watch all of the Star Wars.
20. Set "Operation Bob and Andrew crash a Hollywood awards show" into motion.
21. Invest in robotics.
22. Whittle something.
23. Learn to play the oboe; quit and start an anti-oboe movement.
24. Get a tattoo.
25. Finance a porno.
26. Attend a funeral.
27. Open a restaurant called "Restaurant".
28. Shoot a pistol.
29. Briefly change name to "Tibidious St. Jackson"
30. Dance in public, most likely at a parade or baseball game.
31. Drop the puck at an NHL game, but not in a ceremonial way; get my ref ticket and do it for keeps.
32. Go back to America when the charges are stayed.
33. Never purchase a Fleetwood Mac album.
34. Operate a crane.
35. Break up a fight.
36. Have an award or sandwich named after me.
37. Achieve baron status.
38. Grow a mustache.
39. Take flying lessons from Terry.
40. Revenge.
41. Name a child ‘Dandeneau’.
42. Bowl a 300 game. Presently I do not bowl.
43. Bake an erotic cake. Leave by the side of the road.
44. Motorcycle race.
45. Avenge.
46. Fly a hot air balloon.
47. Learn to fence.
48. Hunt quail.
49. Hunt bear.
50. Hunt moose.
51. Hunt deer.
52. Hunt man.
53. Write a play.
54. Attempt to break the land-speed record set by Adolph Hitler in 1933.
55. Be a contestant on Jeopardy. Draw a penis in place of my Final Jeopardy answer.
56. Start a propane fire.
57. Make a citizen’s arrest.
58. Testify as a character witness in court.
59. Take a bullet.
60. Start a gang.
61. Navigate a corn maze.
62. Steal Tony Gilroy’s Oscar from Diablo Cody.
63. Shake Frank Black’s hand.
64. Burn some bridges. Figuratively.
65. Seize the Diem.
66. Skydive.
67. Perform as a clown for a children’s birthday party.
68. Sing at least two songs with the original line up of Rush.
69. Kick-box a kangaroo.
70. Own and operate a successful tave.
71. Win an award.
72. Host a talk radio show in which I take song requests but then ridicule callers for not knowing the format of a talk radio program.
72. Learn Spanish just for the passionate yelling.
73. Ride a scooter.
74. Ride Scooter.
75. Ruin a wedding.
Suggestions? Got your own Death List?
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13 Responses to “My Death List”
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Sean Says:
March 1st, 2009 at 8:50 pmBecause of #68, #10 will never end.
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andrew Says:
March 1st, 2009 at 8:52 pmOne day I’m going to stand up to you… and politely ask you to be a nicer person.
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Scott Says:
March 1st, 2009 at 10:10 pmNext time we drink together, I’ll gladly let you do #74. In a good friend piggy back sort of way. Not a homosexual intercourse sort of way.
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Meghan Says:
March 1st, 2009 at 10:33 pmSean Minogue is the worst human being on the planet. Worse than Dr. Phil. He’s just a piece of shit.
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Sean Says:
March 2nd, 2009 at 12:59 pmI will have #40 on you Meghan. You ever tried #59?
Prepare to #33!
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andrew Says:
March 2nd, 2009 at 5:40 pmWhenever I go to VFS and Bob isn’t there, Sean Minogue beats the shit out of me.
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Nick Says:
March 2nd, 2009 at 5:46 pmIf you have trouble growing that Jesus beard (for any number of lack-of-puberty reasons) I have a wonderful Jesus costume from Halloween you may borrow.
Also I would stop for an erotic cake on the side of the road… and would debate if it was ok to eat for at least 20 min before i left it there for someone else. -
Meghan Says:
March 2nd, 2009 at 10:29 pmI’ve been prepared to Not Buy A Fleetwood Mac album since the day I was born, Minogue.
BRING IT!
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bob Says:
March 2nd, 2009 at 10:37 pmAm I missing something? Fleetwood Mac fucking rules.
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Sean Says:
March 2nd, 2009 at 10:44 pmGo Your Own Way straight to hell, Bob. You just like them because Mick Fleetwood was in an episode of Star Trek: TNG. True story.
Wiki wiki what?
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Sean Says:
March 2nd, 2009 at 10:45 pmAndrew, you cower like no other senior citizen I’ve bullied. I like that about you.
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andrew Says:
March 3rd, 2009 at 8:17 amI have a pretty good cowering system. I like to swing my hands over my head and protect the noggin. It does leave my ribs open to damage, but it’s a fair trade-off.
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Keith Says:
March 9th, 2009 at 5:48 pmYou’re more than welcome to come ruin my wedding. Maybe you can do # 74 or # 57 in the process. Either way, I’ll be drunk.