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[–] ThePantser@sh.itjust.works 184 points 3 days ago (2 children)
[–] the_q@lemmy.zip 81 points 3 days ago (3 children)

I hope he dies publicly and his diaper overfills and explodes onto nearby Republicans.

[–] glimse@lemmy.world 55 points 3 days ago (2 children)

My friend and I have been saying for years that we don't wish death upon him, we wish utter humiliation. We want him to trip and shit himself while he's walking on stage in full view of the cameras and audience.

On his death bed, he will believe he's dying with dignity. But if he rips his Depends on stage, he's gonna lose his mind.

[–] ZephyrXero@lemmy.world 20 points 3 days ago

Oh god, if he somehow lost his voice and use of his hands, but was otherwise conscious that would be ideal. Suffering in silence like he caused for so many

[–] Mynameisallen@lemmy.zip 12 points 3 days ago

I want him to die humiliated and in a gallow

[–] WoodScientist@lemmy.world 18 points 3 days ago (2 children)

Can we go for the good old fashioned lightning strike option? Nothing quite like an evil man being killed in a way indistinguishable from being smote by the wrath of an angry god.

[–] edgemaster72@lemmy.world 16 points 3 days ago

Far quicker than he deserves, but you are right about the flashiness of it

[–] DrFistington@lemmy.world 6 points 3 days ago

Nah, falling down stairs town screaming and crying like a bitch would be funnier

[–] ZombiFrancis@sh.itjust.works 8 points 3 days ago

In all likelihood they'd promptly revere their spattered articles of clothing as holy relics.

[–] UnderpantsWeevil@lemmy.world 7 points 3 days ago

That is not dead which can eternal lie

And with strange aeons even death may die