OK so of course we are all going to die one day......Thanks goodness.  Could you imagine doing the same crap over and over again FOREVER?  Not me.

Anyways, onto the impending life altering moment of death.  It could happen via a space satellite.  What a way to go....getting hit by a six ton satellite.  I, however, want to go via a watermelon truck.

As for the said satellite, here's the deal.  According to AP:

NASA scientists are doing their best to tell us where a plummeting six-ton satellite will fall later this week. It's just that if they're off a little bit, it could mean the difference between hitting Florida or landing on New York. Or, say, Iran or India.

I vote wherever it benefits our troops!  :-)  So most of it will just burn up anyways, but not all of it.

The 20-year-old research satellite is expected to break into more than 100 pieces as it enters the atmosphere, most of it burning up. Twenty-six of the heaviest metal parts are expected to reach Earth, the biggest chunk weighing about 300 pounds. The debris could be scattered over an area about 500 miles long.

300 pounds of anything would take my ass out.  If you want to make sure you are out of the strike zone, they have recommended that you move to Antarctica till the debris has been cleared.  Yeah that's likely!

The strike zone straddles all points between latitudes 57 degrees north and 57 degrees south. That's as far north as Edmonton and Alberta, Canada, and Aberdeen, Scotland, and as far south as Cape Horn, the southernmost tip of South America. Every continent but Antarctica is in the crosshairs.

The only positive thing I can think of coming out of this, is that I hope the SyFy Network is reading this and they create an amazingly horrible based on real life movie.  And please cast some bad 80s singers!  A girl can dream!

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