Well you leave out a bunch of details so I guess I'll have to fill in the blanks by myself.
I'll assume that the accident caught me off guard. In that case, we can rule out sudden case of throat cutting because I never leave my neck vulnerable, as well as car crash because I look both ways before crossing the street as well as an extra third direction, above, in case a car falls on my head. This means the only accident that can feasibly occur to me is being hit by a bolt of lightning mid-winter as I frolic through a field of flowers.
The electricity will fuse my body with the common snowdrop flower, granting me the power to spread white power propaganda to the masses, allowing for a revolution to end the reverse-racism that has been plaguing America ever since that Kenyan Muslim took power and returning the country to its former glory under the GOP.
However, the scent of burning flesh will forever be seared into my head, and I will never again be able to eat grilled freshwater tuna ever again, the very sight of which will fill me with nausea.
The answer to your question then is zero, because as a white power propaganda machine I will not lower myself to eating something just to get at its chocolate center because chocolate is a black terrorist keyword.
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