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But here's one way I might have.
I don't go to clubs, so let's just cut to the beach, without worrying about what the fuck I'm doing there. Among all the perverts in the sand, I happen to notice someone encroaching on a couple. I watch out of curiosity, and when I realize he's stolen a purse, I laugh a little. To my horror, the theives chosen escape path intersects my current position. Not noticing me, since I'm dressed all in black, he bumps into me and says, "Keep quiet and I'lll give you half." Bewildered with shock and fear, I can only say, "Huh?" Rather than deal with me, the guy punches me in the face and knocks me unconscious.
The next morning, I notice that my cereal doesn't taste quite the same. A month later, I die of a brain hem... hemmo... hemma...
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