So it was already mentioned, but I feel obliged to tell my story...
The day after hurricane Katrina. Im from New Orleans but now live a couple of hours north of town and had two of my aunts from New Orleans staying with me. The power was out but we were safe. I made my way to the ice house nearby to get ice for the food as we wondered how long the power would be out. The line was long, and nobody realized that they had dry ice too, but I frequented the place. When I got to the front of the line, I bought almost all that they had. A hundred pounds. I had a few friends who would want some for the freezer and such.
Driving home, my wife commented that we should give some to Kim and David, neighbors. I replied in what seemed like an anxious exasperated tone. She said it was no big deal not to get so excited, there was plenty to go around. I responded in an anxious tone that I wasn't anxious, no problem, as I panted and seemed disturbed about sharing our precious ice. Within a few blocks we realized that we were hyperventilating and feeling dizzy and such, and seeing that we are both brilliant doctors we finally realized that we were about to join the Darwin award's next publication.
Rolled the windows down, caught our breath, and laughed.
choose damned if you do