I didn’t notice that it was the patient’s friend’s cocktail and got a solid dose of “what the fuck maple leaf country” before I noticed
does anyone know if the guy lived or died?
Do they really just dump a month supply of sedatives in a cup and walk away?
If sampling your friend’s suicide drink isn’t the definition of “too dumb to live,” I don’t know what is.
Idk, I feel like there’s something distinctly human about “let me see”.
It’s like when someone announces how bad something smells and everyone takes a big wiff of the air. The odds are good that someone close by will grab it and verify.
I recently experienced this when someone let one go in a server room. Multiple people walked in to check and I was the weird one for just watching and laughing.
I used to think Phenobarbarbital was sufficent for taking one’s life. That’s the only thing that gets discussed in media coverage of assisted suicide in my country.
