Back in the 80's we had a lunch room routine called "The Stupidest Way to Die Contest." In essence, since we all sat around reading the various NY papers anyway, if we came upon a candidate it would be proposed for a vote to see if it could replace the current champion.
For a long time the leader was a parachute instructor who jumped out of a plane without a parachute. He was finally dethroned by a guy in upstate NY who fell backwards into a garbage can on his screened-in front porch and got stuck. He died of exposure. They interviewed the mailman who said something like: "I saw him waving so I waved back!"
For a long time the leader was a parachute instructor who jumped out of a plane without a parachute. He was finally dethroned by a guy in upstate NY who fell backwards into a garbage can on his screened-in front porch and got stuck. He died of exposure. They interviewed the mailman who said something like: "I saw him waving so I waved back!"
