If I had cancer and new I was going to die

If I had cancer and new I was going to die in the next three day's I would...

enjoy the time I had with the people that mattered most to me. Spending the limited two days I have with them and on the third day, donating my non-cancerous organs to charity to

live on in the lives of other people after I died. On the third day I'd rise and hang with my buds at our fave pizza place. My friend Tom would poke his finger in my side & check

the temperature. "Wow it's hot out," he said as he sipped his GInger Ale. I got realy hungry and

Began to eat some instant soup not knowing that it has been sitting in my kitchen for a year or so.. I hope it wont start to make me want to use the bathroom mainly because.

i might not ever be able to get off of it and also because who knows what could happen while i was on it

-- the trampoline from hell glowered in the evening. The neighbors had already made unspeakable accusations regarding the disappearance of their cats. But I was strong, for I

was master of trampoline exorcisms. I knew it was possessed by the duct tape red pentagram on the canvas. I grabbed my holy water, put on my crash helmet, and sprung into action.

I started right off with a double backhand gainer with inverted water dispersion. The possessed trampoline thrashed against my will. I transitioned seamlessly into a 1080 McTwist

but it was no use. I realized that there were some trampolines that simply could not be beaten; and, my dignity intact, I walked away.