Ok, lets say...
Your walking on your street, someone grabs you. Chokes you with one hand, holds a gun to your head with the other one saying:
"Got any last words?"
Think about the situation and tell me... What would you do?
"Got any bullets?"
"Yes"
"Shit"
Heres a few. I would select one at random.
"Im with the FBI"
"**** you!"
"Ive got money!!"
"Im jesus!"
"Turn back!"
"Led Zeppelin ownz you!"
"Do anything, just dont mess up the hair"
"Why are you doing this?"
"You'll get caught one day, and be brought to justice. A.K.A...The Man..."
Some werent serious, but whatever. I might say
"PLEASE DONT!!!"
but that wouldnt do anything.
Unless of course he had kung fu grip and I couldn't breathe at all. Then I wouldn't say anything =-O
...Well... why would he ask you?
Ive got another one.
"Just let me take my last leak!!!"
Then id escapse.
'That's a water pistol, moron.'
lol.
"This is the part where you cock your gun"
'I'm going to kick you in the balls and run.'
Lol!
"Your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of elderberries!."
Monty Python?
Or Blackadder?
Heh - I had a look at the Spanish Inquisiton clip too.
"Can we talk about this over coffee?"
"I'm part of the Brotherhood."
What would I do?
Live.
I wouldn't say anything, but most likely I would probably pee my pants and hope that he'll drop me
Oooh, Black Adder has Rowan Atkinson, right?
And I most likely wouldn't say anything, maybe "Shoot me and I'll cut teh cheese."
I think you have something in your barrel
or...
God this is so hot, I wish we did this years ago!
or....
Dude!! We just met yesterday and you wanna kill me? WTH MAN!!
or.....
Nyurg! I died again....
or......
Not again...
'Dude, what's that smell?'
"Watchout I splatter"
"Standing at a historic point, I will repay with my life the loyalty of the people. And I say to you that I am certain that the seed we have surrendered into the worthy conscience of thousands and thousands of Americans, will not be able to be reaped at one stroke. They have the power, they can make us their vassals, but not stop the social processes, neither by crime nor by force. History is ours and is made by the people. Workers of my Nation: I want to thank you for the loyalty you have always had, the confidence you placed in a man who only was the interperter of great yearnings for justice, who pledged his word to respect the Constitution and the law, and who did so. In this final moment, the last in which I will be able to address myself to you, I want you to take advantage of the lesson: foreign capital, imperialism, united with reaction, created the climate for the Armed Forces to break their tradition, that which they were taught by generals past, victims of the same social sector that today will be be expecting with an alien hand to reconquer the power to continue defending their profits and their privileges. I address myself to you, above all to the modest woman of our land, to the mother who knew of our concern for the children. I address myself to the professionals of the Nation, to the patriotic professionals who continued working against the sedition overseen by their professional academies, classist academies that also defended the advantages of a capitalist society. I address myself to the youth, to those who sang and who brought their happiness and their spirit to the fight. I address myself to the man of this land, to the worker, to the intellectual, to those who will be percecuted, because in our country fascism has now been present for several minutes; in the terrorist assassinations, blowing up the bridges, cutting the railways, destroying the oil and gas pipelines, in the face of the silence of those who had the obligation to behave. They are in jeopardy. History will judge them. Although my life will surely be silenced and the tranquil metal of my voice will no longer reach you. It is not important. You will continue to hear it. I will always be together with you. At least my memory will be that of an upright man who was loyal to the Nation. The people ought to defend themselves, but not sacrifice themselves. The people ought not let themselves be subdued or persecuted, but neither should they humble themselves. Workers of my Nation, I have faith in yourselves and your destiny. Other men will go beyond this gray and bitter moment when treason tries to impose itself upon us. Continue to know that, much sooner than later, we will reopen the great promenades down which free men pass, to construct a better society. These are my last words and I have certainty that my sacrifice will not be in vain, I have certainty that, at the least, I will be a moral lesson to castigate felony, cowardice, and--"
And around here I will be shot.
"Hey, My name is Bob, my hobbies include..."
"You seem like a nice enough guy"
"So, who do you thinks gonna win the Super Bowl"
"I didn't know they had shirts like that for guys"
"I'm going to carve my name in your mother's uterus while shes
ing your dog"
"I double dog dare you"
"There's a resemblance between you and Richard Simmons, I just can't put my finger on it"
"All this choking and putting stuff in peoples face reminds me of what I did... WIT UR MOMA LAS NITE, BEOCH!"
"Mother"
"Can i feel your manhood, I never done that befor" - Then get shot right after saying it
"For AUIR"
"Prashu prashinia, shto ve skavali? ya vas nipanimayu, skazeti eta pazalusta isho ras, ili ya vas ubyu"
Or I'll just punch him in his stomach and try to take his gun before he recovers.
"Ya tebya lublu"
"If you shoot me - I will pee on your and bite your nose" -_-