Listen....
I think you should just leave the humor to the humorous...or even the vaguely intelligent, fat boy.
Yes yes, shoe laces, hanging, poor english, fired up toilets....
Yawn.
There's a tiny paper cup with the jingle of 2 tiny yellow pills in it waiting to be obliterated by the likes of you.
OPEN WIDE.
Let me guess...another unfunny suicide suggestion, Mr High Risk?