Really? Because I imagine a massive brain aneurysm while straining to pass a huge stool that has been festering in my colon for three weeks without any signs of passing as my last moments on this planet.
I guess I just don't have as an active imagination as you do....
She may get lucky and possibly nick my skin with one shot, because I will be deflecting those bullets with the power of rock and rollin like Ted Nugent did in that Damn Yankees video.