What If We All Went Out With A Bang Instead Of A Whimper?
Wouldn't it be something if rather than dying a little at a time of some disease or another, our bags would just suddenly explode? Or, maybe, her breasts exploded if you were a woman although there are a lot of big-breasted men these days.
You could be in the middle of a game of Pinochle and suddenly, your bag explodes and you're gone!
Of course it would be quite a shock to the other players but the one who's bag suddenly exploded wouldn't know a thing about it.
No more dragging yourself around for months and worrying about this or that or who would have to do what, you're out of it all. Your bag has exploded!
Maybe when it explodes you'd suddenly psssssssssst!! around the room like a punctured balloon or a blow-up doll! Everybody would get a quick chuckle before all that sadness came.
Or what if there's a wreck and while all those airbags came out, you'd hear a couple of explosions and you'd immediately know that at least two guys or a fat lady in one of the cars needn't be rushed to the hospital.
"There was a major accident out on Highway 61 this morning with three injured and two others had their bags to explode."
I don't think it'd be too messy for anyone but the individual who exploded because the explosion would take place inside your pants or blouse.
I guess it could be pretty rough during sex. The other person might become impotent having their partner's bag explode mid-stride but at least he died happy.
Think of all the obituaries it would save. Just a bunch of photos with "Bags Exploded This Week" under them.
Of course, you might want to add "suddenly, while mowing the grass." Or, "her tits exploded during the second round of the girl's state high school basketball tournament."
Just some deep thought on the Big Bang theory. I'm Andy Rudey.
