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[Belgianbronco]

Why is GoD run by a muslim anyways???
Why were the rest of the troops watching the sluttiness? Or did you have a stupid girlfriend...
*edited for failure*
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[Xaqwais]

Super Bowl has given me a good idea. Go Bears!

Scenario2: I'm in a press box at Super Bowl XLI. You have to kill me, but you can't kill anyone other than me. You have $1000 dollars after buying the ticket. Remember that if you were to try to snipe me, a guard would probably tackle you. Lats do it.
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[Hooooomsar]

I use the 1000 bucks to buy a skybox seat and snipe you from there.
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[cyber95]

I just happen to be a member of the press. With this fact, I make it into the pressbox, and throw you out of it, shooting you a few times as you fall down quite a bit (it's a high up pressbox). I do this too quickly for anybody to react. As I'm finished killing you, the security guards are closing in on me, so I drop one of those smoke bombs, give out a bit of a maniacal laugh, and disappear. I make out the back entrance while everybody is distracted.

[Its_The_Sneak!!!]

I spend those $1000 to buy you lots of drinks. You have to go to the bathroom soooooo bad, you leave during the middle of a play. As you enter the empty bathroom, I follow undetected and strangle you with some fiberwire. Then I hide your body in a trash can and make my escape.

And if for some reason anyone else would be in the bathroom, I sedate them all beforehand with the syringes I got from the agency and hide their unconscious bodies in the toilet stalls.
If a security guard follows you? Sedate him, too.
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"The Chicken of Lust"

[Seanie]

I bribe the Blimp employees, and snipe you from there.
It also has a silencer.

[Wiznerd]

Three ideas at the moment, here they are.

Idea 1: I invest my money in the stock market because I bought the ticket really early try three or four years ago. I was smart enough to invest in the you-tube-ness, and myspace-shit. Withdrawing the money a week before I am now filthy rich. Taking the money I bribe the person in charge of the large broadcasting system located in the stadium. I say bribe as in do some espionage and slip about three of four pills of sleeping pills in his drink. Afterwards I wait till half time, when every watches the pretty people. AT the height of the excitement I flip a switch that turns on the mind control media that has been recorded. It blares as millions upon millions of people become my mindless zombies, the first thing I do is order them to sleep. While everyone snoozes, I go up to your press box and find you, giving you a good four portioning of lethal injection. I wait as your body goes cold, and your pulse fades until you die. Then I copy your fingerprints, remove you brain from you body, stick it in a vat of antidote, to rid any more toxins, and then place it in my already built android, that whoa already looks like you.

Your brain still in a semi-frozen state warms up eventually. It notices no difference in the new body of metal. I turn off the mind control stuff, everybody continues as normal. You continue your night, acting as normal, the android recording all movements, brainwaves, thoughts. After about six months of intensive recording I have all your actions and reactions saved on a mega computer “Bought with myspace money, dude your getting a dell!� I use all data recorded to expend your bank accounts, steal your identity, and charge a few dirty movies. Until you’re in ruin financially, but like you care your dead. At which time I merely turn off the android and send the look-a like robot of into space on a random space shuttle.

**side note for those who are not watching the super bowl halftime show, eventually tune into it expecting the game they become hypnotized.

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Idea 2: Stock market investing…etc. I get a lot of money; persuade one of the athletes to give you a “winning ball�, because of you continual dedication to covering sporting events. You take the ball home, and you admire its greatness. While you’re admiring…thousand of heat tracking pin missiles shoot out find your body pin you to your wood floor, and then slowly and painfully let you bleed out. Leaving you dead by morning.

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Idea 3: (most generic) I sell the tickets and work for the game, slip a few odorless, translucent drops, into your drink. Tah dah they are poison. You die!
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[Sharp]

I spend some money on a comically oversized check for $500 and a knife. I come up to you and say you just won a generic radio contest, and have you raise your check high above your head. I put my hand on your shoulder then slit your throat.

[Belgianbronco]

First and foremost, the bears are losing in the superbowl by 20 or so points. Everyone starts to leave, but you decide not to "beat the traffic". Even your bodyguards are let down by the miserable performance. I hire as many snipers as one can with 1000$. The bears start to rally, and catch up. You leap out of your seat as Hester scores a touchdown. My snipers make short work of you.
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[Xaqwais]

Wiznerd, which one are you doing? I'll do this tomorrow after school.
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[DJ The Stick]

I pay Dave $1000 to kill you.

-DJ
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[Sharp]

Which means yours works if his works.

Iiiinteresting...

[Hooooomsar]

Hey. Why don't we all pool our money and use it to buy something really expensive to kill him?
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[Its_The_Sneak!!!]