Some of this may or may not have happened, because most humans are unable to remember the full details of their dreams and subsconciously insert stuff that never happened.

So, I was at this city, and I can’t remember a damn thing about it except they drive on the left and there were buildings, and some crazy shit happened in a particle acclerator, tearing the city into a new dimension (it’s a dream, it doesn’t have to make sense) and at the same time, would cause everything and everyone to implode and die. For some reason, nobody died of decompression in this dimension, and the cliched guy who says they must all face their fears and die (who looked a bit like a black Karl Rove) convinced a bunch of people to stop hiding in an airport and they all screamed and imploded into blobs and disappeared. I saw cars driving away and they fell off the edges of the city into… I dunno. I didn’t go that far.

So there I was, hiding in an airport and I ran to a payphone and tried to call for help and I got through, but I didn’t have enough quarters. So I pushed tons of buttons hoping I could activate some sort of secret function that most payhones do not have, such as a teleportation device. Or at least a shower. And then, some other dude who decided not to give in and die to some implosion thingy went to another payphone and called— get this— the Jedi! And he spoke in that Yoda English thing and they arrived and they could fly for some reason. Then they took us back to Earth.

So… yeah. Wow, I really need to stop taking those meds.

You know what’s cool? Killing yourself! So there’s 30 Ways to Die of Electrocution, in some of the most bizarre ways, coupled with really bizarre illustrations. How fun!

And they came from some really weird German book. Go figure.

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