Being eaten by a shark, or more specifically, a school of sharks.

Ouch.

Economic insecurity and collapse. Second is death.

Fire.

http://www.morethings.com/fan/saturd...losing_it0.jpg

That I won't live to see the Chiefs win a playoff game again

knocking up a fat chick.

Falling sharks. Gotta be those God damned falling sharks. 9.81 meters per mother****ing seconds squared falling sharks!

That, and dying before my wife and/or after one of my kids.

Microbes let loose in the gulf of Mexico that evolve and take over Earth and kill birds in mid air.

I'm not afraid of dying or even dying painfully.

I'm afraid of dying slowly and helplessly. I'm terrified of ALS.

I guess that's also one of my fears, dying slowly. I have seen people die from cancer in my family. For me, I'd be afraid of dying from pancreatic cancer.

That's an awful way to go but imagine having a perfect awareness but zero control over your body until you eventually suffocate because your lungs don't have any firing signals.

Disease-wise, I would agree that that's about the scariest one I can imagine.

Don't bang a fat chick and there's nothing to worry about.

I would rather get a flesh eating disease. Honestly.

I don't think I want to. That's an awful way to go. I just can't get the image of my aunt telling my sister she had a nice coat because it was invisible. She said that towards the end of her life and that was the last time I saw her. I still can't get that whole scene out of her talking to me out of my mind and it's been 4 years.

I might agree. I think we can both also agree that FIRE BAD!