Nitrous Oxide Kills

“Kenny, stop being an idiot!” He shook him. Some of the anger melted away and was replaced by a type of sadness that Kenny was unfamiliar with. At least from Kyle. It was almost desperate. “You could die — you probably will die — the statistics are not in your favor,”Kyle was a genius. Knew everything there was to know from books, but he was clueless about this. Kenny was absolutely positive he would not die, or well, at least, stay dead.“If I die, I die,” he rolled his head around. “Just another Tuesday, ya know?”Kyle looked dumbfounded. Obviously not remembering the dozens of times Kenny had died in front of him before. “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. Or maybe the second, after, I’m going to put a bag over my head and do whippets while Cartman records me.”