I don't fear dying so much as I fear my method of death. Two ways that I have determined that I will not die is in a plane crash (because I ain't getting on no ****ing plane ever!), and on a cruise ship hit by a rogue wave in the middle of the nowhere ocean (because I ain't getting on no ****ing cruise ship ever!). Now if a plane crashes into my house, I will be pissed off! Now that I have eliminated this two horrible forms of death from all possibility, I suspect that I will die of a heart attack like my dad did.