Mine, you ask? Simple, really.
We start out on Mt. Everest in the Bat-Tank. We are picked up by a jet tows us around the mountain then drops us as we approach the downwards slope at the peak again. We accelerate with even more speed, before launching off the edge. I eject out of it in a golf cart loaded to the brim with fireworks, then blow up in midair as the fireworks go off.
What is your suicide?
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I go for walk and get shot by the cops for reaching for my phone. Because you know being black.