Invent your own famous last words.

[Glebe]

"What do I do after I pull the pin out?"

"Funny, the bus usually comes around that sharp corner about this time. I'll take a look, minding that ice patch as I go."

"Is this the Ricky Gervais forum meet up?! Hi fans! Cooked And Bombed?!"

"So now I've joined the Taliban, what say we celebrate by grabbing a beer and taking in a movie!"

[alan nagsworth]

"Sure, Dahmer, I'll pass you the carving knife. Say, what're ya preparin' there, a little midnight snacky? Nah come on, let me see! I said let me see it!"

[TC Raymond]

(In any Northampton pub at any time of the day or night)

"Actually I hate the Irish"

"Would you hold my handbag for me while I go to the toilet?"

(In Liverpool)

"John Lennon was a poof!"

"Don't close that window, you might trap somebody's fingers"

[boxofslice]

'Steve Coogan's my new best friend'.

[quadraspazzed]

(Anywhere in rural Ireland)

"Actually, I fucking hate GAA!"

"My grandfather was in the British Army."

Both true in my case. Though me grandfather fought in Burma, not Ireland.

[El Unicornio, mang]

"OK, passengers of my bus, this is where we.... TERMINATE!"

(bus goes over cliff)

[TC Raymond]

(Anywhere in rural Ireland)

"Actually, I fucking hate GAA!"

[Santa's Boyfriend]

In Liverpool:  "A copy of The Sun, please."

[wherearethespoons]

At Hamas gathering;

Muhammad was a cock.

[Gulftastic]

At Hamas gathering;

Muhammad was a cock....

....and I've got the sketches to prove it!

[Shoulders?-Stomach!]

'I shall return in some capacity'.

[mister_enmity]

"Hey, Osama, I've baptized your son!".

[Eight Taiwanese Teenagers]

"If I can just bend my neck a bit further, I might just be able to lick the glans..."

[wherearethespoons]

....and I've got the sketches to prove it!

Put them online. Come on, it's age since I've been involved in a religious war.

[boxofslice]

Put them online. Come on, it's age since I've been involved in a religious war.

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[Emma Raducanu]

In a car

'What's with all the screaming?'

[Oscar]

I just got the following in a spam e mail and wanted to share it with my CaB fellows, but I couldn't think which thread to put it in (there was thread started for such things, I know). Anyway, then I saw this thread and imagined what it would be like if these were my last words - would people humour my rambling nonsense because I'd soon be dead? Would they look for meaning in the words because I was dying and close to the infinite with all its secrets? Would they give me an extra dose of morphine to shut me the fuck up? So, I want these words to be my last splutter...

This gap in time, this season not their own,
Coextensive with everything? How could they know?
He terrifies the Vast, he seems so wild;
"Now it's my turn to sing!"
Down the road, at Cypress Gardens, a woman
Down the road, at Cypress Gardens, a woman
High on this surface, guarding the edge of Père
shaded by live oaks and bottlebrush trees
on their own little seat cushions, wearing soft caps
Of meaning like these—the world created by
giddy as good kids playing hookey. Now,
And then I go on until I am beneath an archway,
Upon from the right by far trees, that white place
they sit with their wives all day in the sun,
The edge of that other square cut from the right
Yes. You'd want that said, (if you
With a hand freed from weight,
Silence, are in his hand—birds in a snare;
Only a fox whose den I cannot find.

[Hypodeemic Nerdle]

"Ow!"

[BJB]

"Your 100 million billion trillion% sure its not loaded."

[Oscar]

"Ow!"

Gah, I hate it when some one simply and succinctly makes me look wordy and whimsical. I can just imagine me there, dying, releasing my last poetic words out to my gathered love ones, like one final gift and then you with your sudden death and brief expression steal all my thunder and make it look a bit silly. If I see you around when I'm getting ready to die, Hypodeemic, then I shall asked to have you removed.

[BJB]

"£20 if i can stop that train"

(on a plane)

"Clouds? Thats just snow. Its perfectly safe to jump on. Right?"

(or)

"destructo the bear has never harmed a fly. Of course we can stroke him"

[chocky909]

"Well... that was rubbish."

[Neville Chamberlain]

My last word could well have been "gunishment" had my brother not warned me that I was about to step into the path of an oncoming taxi in Oxford Street.

[Kazuo Kiriyama]

"Death is but a door, time is but a window - I'll be back."

[quadraspazzed]

Third tag is brilliant!

As is the first.

[the midnight watch baboon]

Steal my mouth, I dare you!

[TC Raymond]

Adam Faith's last words, famously, were "Channel Five, it's all shit isn't it?"

[uncleoswald]

Branwell Brontë apparently died standing up, just to prove that it could be done. I'm not entirely sure what his last words were but presumably something like: "Yes it can. Yes it fucking can. Watch!"

[Ballad of Ballard Berkley]

"Oh... fuck"

[thugler]

'What up my niggaz?'