1000 Ways to Die (2008–2012): Season 1, Episode 12 - I See Dead People - full transcript
1000 Ways to Die looks at the following cases: "#447 Water Logged" a cliff diver drowns after diving into the water and tearing his colon, "#302 Funny Boned" a man laughs for thirty six hours and dies of a heart attack, "#72 Bowed Out" a Japanese man dies of an aneurysm after hitting another man on the head during a bow, "#277 You're So Vein" a death row inmate survives a lethal injection but dies shortly after being unbuckled from the gurney, "#85 Doggie Style" a drunk chokes to death on a hot dog he tried to swallow whole, and "#403 Heart On" a disturbed man dies when he plugs a cow heart into a wall socket and uses it for a sex toy. It also talks to a man who survived being bitten by a cobra at a snake farm.
Well, you laughed in the face
of death, and now you've made it
to the last show of the season,
Congratulations,
Here's your reward,
A cliff Jumper who goes down,
but has a problem with what
goes up,
A japanese man Who bows down and
winds up getting some head,
A death row inmate who won't
stay for his own execution,
And a sex-Obsessed psycho who's
all hot,
you still laughing?
Good,
It's the next episode of
1,000 ways to die,
death is everywhere,
Most of us try to avoid it,
others can't get out of its way,
Every day, we fight a new war
against germs, toxins, injury,
illness, and catastrophe,
There's a lot of ways to wind up
dead,
The fact that we survive at all
is a Miracle,
Because every day we live,
we face 1,000 ways to die,
Last year, over 3,000 people
died by drowning,
Only one managed to do it like
this,
It started the way a lot of
accidental deaths do...
A combination of alcohol;
college kids; and the prospect
of wild, naked sex,
The reservoir was a legendary
college hangout famous for the
cliff, and only the bravest took
the leap,
Lots of people in our society
who don't do anything else than
risk-taking,
They are professional risk
takers, but those people,
they're going to be, um, very
thoughtful about the risk they
take,
The combination of beer and
booty had Patrick staring down
at the water 60 feet below,
It's the people who take
those risks, but then don't pay
heed to warning signs... Those are
the people who end up in the
obituary column of social
darwinism,
Whoa!
In What would later be
reported as a freak accident,
Patrick hit the surface at 30
miles an hour, at the perfect
angle for a powerful jet of
water to shoot up his rectum and
blow out his large intestine,
Massive internal bleeding caused
him to pass out and drown,
Oh, my god, I think he's
floating, guys,
Now, if this guy had so much
force built up in his Colon from
all that water, probably ripped
his Colon apart,
The Colon is very vascular
tissue,
There's a lot of arteries that
supply it,
He probably died of acute blood
loss from all of the blood being
spewed into the perineal cavity,
If these kids had less
alcohol and more blood in their
brains, one of them might not've
wound up like this,
Both:
Everyone loves a good laugh,
No one more than Chuck,
Chuck would spend a good part
of each day sitting in his
favorite bar, laughing,
Chuck was obsessed with jokes,
Good ones, bad ones, and any
in-Between,
Which one do you wanna be,
the husband or the wife?
he couldn't tell a joke to
save his life, but he could
laugh at one like no other,
On this particular day, Chuck
was told a joke that triggered
an epic laughing binge,
We all have the experience
when we laugh long and hard how
we have to gasp afterwards,
We're contracting forcefully
when we laugh,
We're sort of making a prolonged
series of maneuvers that're
sorta like grunting, when we
strain and grunt, um, and that
can affect things,
You hear about some people that
actually wet their pants When
they laugh,
No one knows what the joke
was, but Chuck laughed, and he
laughed, and he laughed,
He laughed until he left, and
when he came back the next
night, he was still laughing,
Chuck laughed for 36 straight
hours,
What started out as fun was now
torture,
Chuck was trapped in his own
endless laugh track,
Laughing this long and this hard
was putting a tremendous strain
on Chuck's heart,
Laughing for an extended
period of time alters how we
breathe, so you increase the
workload of the heart, you
increase the amount of energy
you're putting into breathing,
and so you start to increase the
amount of work your body's doing
in general,
The medical term is a valsalva,
To take a deep breath in, close
our windpipe, strain, and then
let it out,
That does increase the work in
the heart, and if you were to do
that for 36 hours, that could
lead to heart attack or heart
failure,
Finally, Chuck's overworked
heart seized up,
In the end, Chuck got the last
laugh, and it killed him,
coming up...
in japan, bowing isn't just a
courtesy, it's deadly,
And...
Hello, suckers!
Death row from the front row
can scare you...
to death,
This is yoshi Nakamura,
If he seems nervous, that's
because he is,
Yoshi has a very important job
interview,
That's why he's making such a
spectacle of himself,
He's practicing his bow and what
he will say when he meets a
certain Mr, Saichi Tanaka, an
executive at a large auto parts
factory,
Usually, um, average, 200-300
times a day, people bow,
There are three different way of
bowing,
Yoshi doesn't know it, but
the person he's here to meet,
Mr, Tanaka, is already sizing up
the crazy man over there talking
to himself,
Neck is the most vulnerable
part of the body, and in
presenting neck part to opposite
person is present all my body
vulnerable to you to show my
respect,
They say you never get a
second chance to make a first
impression,
If that's True, yoshi's screwed,
But poor yoshi has a bigger
problem than unemployment,
Inside his head is a ticking
time bomb,
An aneurysm had formed DEEP
inside his brain,
Sudden contact and then
deceleration caused the aneurysm
to blow open,
They're fragile,
They're not normal vessels,
they're weaker, and when that
aneurysm blows open, the blood
pressure drives the blood out at
quite a rapid rate, filling the
closed volume of the skull and
squishing brain,
Many people live their whole
lives with an ANEURYSM without
ever finding out,
Yoshi found out about his the
hard way,
You usually pass out, and
then it gets worse from there as
the aneurysm expands and really
squashes Normal brain next to
it,
Your typical japanese
businessman bows 300 times a
day,
On this day, yoshi bowed out,
Hello, suckers!
It was a special day for the
man behind the blinds,
His name was Scott Randall, and
this was the day he was
scheduled to die by lethal
injection,
Ooh...
Randall was bad to the bone,
Three people died by his hand,
and you don't want to know how,
What're you doin', skippy?
The families of his victims
were there to make sure he got
what was coming,
A two-Bit actor when he wasn't
killing anyone, Randall relished
his final role,
Slip the juice to me, Bruce,
A lethal injection involves a
number of drugs,
The first, sodium pentothal, is
supposed to knock the inmate
out, and then potassium chloride
finishes him off,
Here comes death,
But there was a hitch,
Nothing,
I don't feel a thing,
NOTHIN'!
even with enough drugs in his
system to drop a rhino,
Randall's heart didn't skip a
beat,
Nada,
I think that this guy wasn't
superman, and that the reason
that he stayed alive was because
the tourniquet was too tight on
his arm, and the drug wasn't
able to flow past the injection
site to his heart, where it was
supposed to go,
The authorities were
mystified,
Please, sir, may I have more?
Then an order came in,
release him,
Scott Randall, convicted
murderer and lifetime scum, had
a new lease on life,
Nothin' to it,
You couldn't kill me,
You couldn't kill me!
Son of a bitches!
but in the middle of his
fury, Randall went down,
And then out,
Once unstrapped, the drugs found
the one thing most Swore Randall
never had... a heart... And finished
him off,
When you deliver drug, you
always take the tourniquet off,
Otherwise there is no drainage
of the compound into the central
circulation,
It was just sitting in his arm,
It's hard to justify one
death with another, but a creep
like Scott Randall...
he deserved to die,
What do you think you are
doing?
When we return...
waah,
For one thief, drinking and
robbing doesn't go down too
well,
And an unstable pervert has a
heart on...the table,
zach Taylor had Just finished
his liquid breakfast, and was
ready to pick up some lunch,
Zach was always angry life
didn't recognize his True
genius, but he was just another
drunk who paid for his booze
with his grandmother's stolen
social security checks,
Hello, sir, how are you
today?
when we are suffering from
alcoholism, something happens to
our brains,
You don't behave like yourself,
That's right where addiction
lays, and you just do whatever
you have to do to survive,
That's what this guy was doing,
If life wasn't going to
reward this angry, drunken
loser, he'd just go ahead and
take it all himself,
Hey!
What do you think you are doing?
Get out of my place now!
Hey, stop that!
What are you doing?
Come on, go!
Get out!
Get out, you freak!
The liquid lunch will have to
wait, but zach's not leaving
without a snack,
Waah,
Zach's anger finally got the
best of him,
He made it out the door, hot dog
in mouth, but dropped to the
ground, dead,
Invariably, this guy
aspirated this... This large hot
dog, which is about the perfect
size to lodge right into your
main stem bronchus,
Um, this isn't a tough case,
Couldn't ventilate, couldn't
oxygenate, and he hit the floor,
From hot dog aspiration,
I'm very upset,
This is very upsetting,
I mean, I run a good store...
Sir, please calm down,
Just tell me what happened,
As I told you, he appeared to
be extremely drunk,
There's a reason your mother
told you never to eat and run,
You might choke on your own
Weiner,
We've enjoyed stories of deaths
that were stupid or incredible,
but what you're about to see
will make you question...
what kind of beast is man?
Lucas wasn't exactly a lady's
man,
In fact, he never even dated
one,
Isolated, lonely, this
schizophrenic desert Rat was
traveling down a dark path
leading to psychopathic,
sexually deviant behavior,
In a smutty magazine, Lucas had
learned how to rig a cow heart
to a car battery, and then use
it as a sex toy,
He brought home his New date
from a local slaughterhouse,
The table was set... a fresh cow
heart he named Bessie, a fresh
battery, and a throbbing stiffy,
Lucas was ready for love,
This is beyond a fetish, this
is... Like you said, it's beyond
bestiality, it's beyond
zoophilia,
It makes me think of somebody
who, you know, rapes and murders
and, uh, does it simultaneously,
And that this person could
conceivably been headed into
some really, really chilling
waters, had he not died the way
he did,
Lucas was turned on by the
fluttering action created by the
12-Volt current flowing from the
battery into the cow heart, but
it wasn't getting him where he
needed to go,
He reasoned that if 12 felt
good, then 110 VOLTS would feel
about ten times better,
When Lucas completed an
electrical circuit from the wall
socket into the heart, he knew
he was on to something,
Bessie was all charged up and
pumping ferociously,
All that was left was to screw
his "heart-On" into Bessie's
socket,
But as soon as the two lovers
connected, Lucas went straight
to premature electrocution,
Bessie kept right on beating,
but Lucas's heart went from on
to off,
I think here we have an
incompatibility with modern life
the way we understand it and the
way we value it on so many
different levels, on so many
fundamental levels, that if you
were to put this person in a
different time period, he would
always stand out,
It goes beyond social darwinism,
it's... It's... It's darwinism to
the extreme,
Is there a lesson to be
learned from this tale of broken
hearts?
When you go looking for love in
all the wrong places, make sure
you're well-Grounded,
up next, a deadly cobra sends
a bite victim down a dark hole,
I'm bit,
We gotta go to the hospital,
It should've been just a
typical day at David weathers's
snake farm,
A wild animal and reptile
handler by trade, David is
well-Versed at wrangling some of
the most deadly creatures on
earth,
Today, it's a monacle cobra, one
of the most poisonous snakes in
the world,
But no matter How good or safe
one is...
careful, man,
Sooner or later, death is
going to bite you,
Did you blink?
When tossing the snake back in
its box, the cobra lunges at
David,
Within a fraction of a second,
it's over,
Oh, boy,
I'm bit,
We gotta go to the hospital,
all of a sudden, bam, I get bit,
Immediately I knew I was bit
bad, so I was like, all right,
we gotta get to the hospital,
One drop is all that's needed
to kill a human in 60 minutes,
And five of those minutes have
already expired for David,
And as an EXPERIENCED snake
handler, David knows Well that
his life is hanging by a thread,
Get me there quick, 'cause
I'm having problems breathing,
I can't wait for the
ambulance, I'm too far out here
in the middle of nowhere,
Albert said more than likely
it's gonna cause paralysis
inside of an hour, and I'll be
at respiratory failure inside of
an hour,
Every second feels like
minutes,
Every minute feels like hours,
I got this big, black spot
starting to grow within five
minutes, and it feels like a
knife's jabbing me,
I try not to, like, think of how
bad it was,
It's been only ten minutes,
and already the cobra bite is
growing, beginning to eat a
half-Dollar-Sized hole in his
stomach,
As we're going, it's like,
all right, now the traffic's
coming, it's 8:00 at night, I'm
like, all right, there's too
many cars,
I'm like, forget the red lights,
Don't stop,
Red lights do not exist when
you're dying from cobra bites,
27 minutes after the bite,
David makes it to the hospital,
Dizzy, nauseous, and with his
kidneys failing, David fights to
stay conscious as he waits for
the antivenom to be flown in
from over 200 miles away,
I'm dead,
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead,
I got... All these things are
going through my head, and
finally after the antivenom got
there, and these guys stood by
my side, like, up until I was
showing recovery signs,
David held off death that
night, But his painful recovery
took months, and taught him new
respect for the mighty cobra,
I know that I don't ever
wanna relive anything like that
ever again,
of death, and now you've made it
to the last show of the season,
Congratulations,
Here's your reward,
A cliff Jumper who goes down,
but has a problem with what
goes up,
A japanese man Who bows down and
winds up getting some head,
A death row inmate who won't
stay for his own execution,
And a sex-Obsessed psycho who's
all hot,
you still laughing?
Good,
It's the next episode of
1,000 ways to die,
death is everywhere,
Most of us try to avoid it,
others can't get out of its way,
Every day, we fight a new war
against germs, toxins, injury,
illness, and catastrophe,
There's a lot of ways to wind up
dead,
The fact that we survive at all
is a Miracle,
Because every day we live,
we face 1,000 ways to die,
Last year, over 3,000 people
died by drowning,
Only one managed to do it like
this,
It started the way a lot of
accidental deaths do...
A combination of alcohol;
college kids; and the prospect
of wild, naked sex,
The reservoir was a legendary
college hangout famous for the
cliff, and only the bravest took
the leap,
Lots of people in our society
who don't do anything else than
risk-taking,
They are professional risk
takers, but those people,
they're going to be, um, very
thoughtful about the risk they
take,
The combination of beer and
booty had Patrick staring down
at the water 60 feet below,
It's the people who take
those risks, but then don't pay
heed to warning signs... Those are
the people who end up in the
obituary column of social
darwinism,
Whoa!
In What would later be
reported as a freak accident,
Patrick hit the surface at 30
miles an hour, at the perfect
angle for a powerful jet of
water to shoot up his rectum and
blow out his large intestine,
Massive internal bleeding caused
him to pass out and drown,
Oh, my god, I think he's
floating, guys,
Now, if this guy had so much
force built up in his Colon from
all that water, probably ripped
his Colon apart,
The Colon is very vascular
tissue,
There's a lot of arteries that
supply it,
He probably died of acute blood
loss from all of the blood being
spewed into the perineal cavity,
If these kids had less
alcohol and more blood in their
brains, one of them might not've
wound up like this,
Both:
Everyone loves a good laugh,
No one more than Chuck,
Chuck would spend a good part
of each day sitting in his
favorite bar, laughing,
Chuck was obsessed with jokes,
Good ones, bad ones, and any
in-Between,
Which one do you wanna be,
the husband or the wife?
he couldn't tell a joke to
save his life, but he could
laugh at one like no other,
On this particular day, Chuck
was told a joke that triggered
an epic laughing binge,
We all have the experience
when we laugh long and hard how
we have to gasp afterwards,
We're contracting forcefully
when we laugh,
We're sort of making a prolonged
series of maneuvers that're
sorta like grunting, when we
strain and grunt, um, and that
can affect things,
You hear about some people that
actually wet their pants When
they laugh,
No one knows what the joke
was, but Chuck laughed, and he
laughed, and he laughed,
He laughed until he left, and
when he came back the next
night, he was still laughing,
Chuck laughed for 36 straight
hours,
What started out as fun was now
torture,
Chuck was trapped in his own
endless laugh track,
Laughing this long and this hard
was putting a tremendous strain
on Chuck's heart,
Laughing for an extended
period of time alters how we
breathe, so you increase the
workload of the heart, you
increase the amount of energy
you're putting into breathing,
and so you start to increase the
amount of work your body's doing
in general,
The medical term is a valsalva,
To take a deep breath in, close
our windpipe, strain, and then
let it out,
That does increase the work in
the heart, and if you were to do
that for 36 hours, that could
lead to heart attack or heart
failure,
Finally, Chuck's overworked
heart seized up,
In the end, Chuck got the last
laugh, and it killed him,
coming up...
in japan, bowing isn't just a
courtesy, it's deadly,
And...
Hello, suckers!
Death row from the front row
can scare you...
to death,
This is yoshi Nakamura,
If he seems nervous, that's
because he is,
Yoshi has a very important job
interview,
That's why he's making such a
spectacle of himself,
He's practicing his bow and what
he will say when he meets a
certain Mr, Saichi Tanaka, an
executive at a large auto parts
factory,
Usually, um, average, 200-300
times a day, people bow,
There are three different way of
bowing,
Yoshi doesn't know it, but
the person he's here to meet,
Mr, Tanaka, is already sizing up
the crazy man over there talking
to himself,
Neck is the most vulnerable
part of the body, and in
presenting neck part to opposite
person is present all my body
vulnerable to you to show my
respect,
They say you never get a
second chance to make a first
impression,
If that's True, yoshi's screwed,
But poor yoshi has a bigger
problem than unemployment,
Inside his head is a ticking
time bomb,
An aneurysm had formed DEEP
inside his brain,
Sudden contact and then
deceleration caused the aneurysm
to blow open,
They're fragile,
They're not normal vessels,
they're weaker, and when that
aneurysm blows open, the blood
pressure drives the blood out at
quite a rapid rate, filling the
closed volume of the skull and
squishing brain,
Many people live their whole
lives with an ANEURYSM without
ever finding out,
Yoshi found out about his the
hard way,
You usually pass out, and
then it gets worse from there as
the aneurysm expands and really
squashes Normal brain next to
it,
Your typical japanese
businessman bows 300 times a
day,
On this day, yoshi bowed out,
Hello, suckers!
It was a special day for the
man behind the blinds,
His name was Scott Randall, and
this was the day he was
scheduled to die by lethal
injection,
Ooh...
Randall was bad to the bone,
Three people died by his hand,
and you don't want to know how,
What're you doin', skippy?
The families of his victims
were there to make sure he got
what was coming,
A two-Bit actor when he wasn't
killing anyone, Randall relished
his final role,
Slip the juice to me, Bruce,
A lethal injection involves a
number of drugs,
The first, sodium pentothal, is
supposed to knock the inmate
out, and then potassium chloride
finishes him off,
Here comes death,
But there was a hitch,
Nothing,
I don't feel a thing,
NOTHIN'!
even with enough drugs in his
system to drop a rhino,
Randall's heart didn't skip a
beat,
Nada,
I think that this guy wasn't
superman, and that the reason
that he stayed alive was because
the tourniquet was too tight on
his arm, and the drug wasn't
able to flow past the injection
site to his heart, where it was
supposed to go,
The authorities were
mystified,
Please, sir, may I have more?
Then an order came in,
release him,
Scott Randall, convicted
murderer and lifetime scum, had
a new lease on life,
Nothin' to it,
You couldn't kill me,
You couldn't kill me!
Son of a bitches!
but in the middle of his
fury, Randall went down,
And then out,
Once unstrapped, the drugs found
the one thing most Swore Randall
never had... a heart... And finished
him off,
When you deliver drug, you
always take the tourniquet off,
Otherwise there is no drainage
of the compound into the central
circulation,
It was just sitting in his arm,
It's hard to justify one
death with another, but a creep
like Scott Randall...
he deserved to die,
What do you think you are
doing?
When we return...
waah,
For one thief, drinking and
robbing doesn't go down too
well,
And an unstable pervert has a
heart on...the table,
zach Taylor had Just finished
his liquid breakfast, and was
ready to pick up some lunch,
Zach was always angry life
didn't recognize his True
genius, but he was just another
drunk who paid for his booze
with his grandmother's stolen
social security checks,
Hello, sir, how are you
today?
when we are suffering from
alcoholism, something happens to
our brains,
You don't behave like yourself,
That's right where addiction
lays, and you just do whatever
you have to do to survive,
That's what this guy was doing,
If life wasn't going to
reward this angry, drunken
loser, he'd just go ahead and
take it all himself,
Hey!
What do you think you are doing?
Get out of my place now!
Hey, stop that!
What are you doing?
Come on, go!
Get out!
Get out, you freak!
The liquid lunch will have to
wait, but zach's not leaving
without a snack,
Waah,
Zach's anger finally got the
best of him,
He made it out the door, hot dog
in mouth, but dropped to the
ground, dead,
Invariably, this guy
aspirated this... This large hot
dog, which is about the perfect
size to lodge right into your
main stem bronchus,
Um, this isn't a tough case,
Couldn't ventilate, couldn't
oxygenate, and he hit the floor,
From hot dog aspiration,
I'm very upset,
This is very upsetting,
I mean, I run a good store...
Sir, please calm down,
Just tell me what happened,
As I told you, he appeared to
be extremely drunk,
There's a reason your mother
told you never to eat and run,
You might choke on your own
Weiner,
We've enjoyed stories of deaths
that were stupid or incredible,
but what you're about to see
will make you question...
what kind of beast is man?
Lucas wasn't exactly a lady's
man,
In fact, he never even dated
one,
Isolated, lonely, this
schizophrenic desert Rat was
traveling down a dark path
leading to psychopathic,
sexually deviant behavior,
In a smutty magazine, Lucas had
learned how to rig a cow heart
to a car battery, and then use
it as a sex toy,
He brought home his New date
from a local slaughterhouse,
The table was set... a fresh cow
heart he named Bessie, a fresh
battery, and a throbbing stiffy,
Lucas was ready for love,
This is beyond a fetish, this
is... Like you said, it's beyond
bestiality, it's beyond
zoophilia,
It makes me think of somebody
who, you know, rapes and murders
and, uh, does it simultaneously,
And that this person could
conceivably been headed into
some really, really chilling
waters, had he not died the way
he did,
Lucas was turned on by the
fluttering action created by the
12-Volt current flowing from the
battery into the cow heart, but
it wasn't getting him where he
needed to go,
He reasoned that if 12 felt
good, then 110 VOLTS would feel
about ten times better,
When Lucas completed an
electrical circuit from the wall
socket into the heart, he knew
he was on to something,
Bessie was all charged up and
pumping ferociously,
All that was left was to screw
his "heart-On" into Bessie's
socket,
But as soon as the two lovers
connected, Lucas went straight
to premature electrocution,
Bessie kept right on beating,
but Lucas's heart went from on
to off,
I think here we have an
incompatibility with modern life
the way we understand it and the
way we value it on so many
different levels, on so many
fundamental levels, that if you
were to put this person in a
different time period, he would
always stand out,
It goes beyond social darwinism,
it's... It's... It's darwinism to
the extreme,
Is there a lesson to be
learned from this tale of broken
hearts?
When you go looking for love in
all the wrong places, make sure
you're well-Grounded,
up next, a deadly cobra sends
a bite victim down a dark hole,
I'm bit,
We gotta go to the hospital,
It should've been just a
typical day at David weathers's
snake farm,
A wild animal and reptile
handler by trade, David is
well-Versed at wrangling some of
the most deadly creatures on
earth,
Today, it's a monacle cobra, one
of the most poisonous snakes in
the world,
But no matter How good or safe
one is...
careful, man,
Sooner or later, death is
going to bite you,
Did you blink?
When tossing the snake back in
its box, the cobra lunges at
David,
Within a fraction of a second,
it's over,
Oh, boy,
I'm bit,
We gotta go to the hospital,
all of a sudden, bam, I get bit,
Immediately I knew I was bit
bad, so I was like, all right,
we gotta get to the hospital,
One drop is all that's needed
to kill a human in 60 minutes,
And five of those minutes have
already expired for David,
And as an EXPERIENCED snake
handler, David knows Well that
his life is hanging by a thread,
Get me there quick, 'cause
I'm having problems breathing,
I can't wait for the
ambulance, I'm too far out here
in the middle of nowhere,
Albert said more than likely
it's gonna cause paralysis
inside of an hour, and I'll be
at respiratory failure inside of
an hour,
Every second feels like
minutes,
Every minute feels like hours,
I got this big, black spot
starting to grow within five
minutes, and it feels like a
knife's jabbing me,
I try not to, like, think of how
bad it was,
It's been only ten minutes,
and already the cobra bite is
growing, beginning to eat a
half-Dollar-Sized hole in his
stomach,
As we're going, it's like,
all right, now the traffic's
coming, it's 8:00 at night, I'm
like, all right, there's too
many cars,
I'm like, forget the red lights,
Don't stop,
Red lights do not exist when
you're dying from cobra bites,
27 minutes after the bite,
David makes it to the hospital,
Dizzy, nauseous, and with his
kidneys failing, David fights to
stay conscious as he waits for
the antivenom to be flown in
from over 200 miles away,
I'm dead,
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead,
I got... All these things are
going through my head, and
finally after the antivenom got
there, and these guys stood by
my side, like, up until I was
showing recovery signs,
David held off death that
night, But his painful recovery
took months, and taught him new
respect for the mighty cobra,
I know that I don't ever
wanna relive anything like that
ever again,