Pick ten famous people you think will die this year. Whoever gets the most right wins. It’s that simple, and that sick.
NBC hired him in 1967 because they wanted a Davy Jones lookalike to snag the teenage girls, then slapped a Monkees wig on him to close the deal. He spent the next six decades insisting everything was invented in Russia, survived a space eel crawling into his ear in Wrath of Khan, and asked half of San Francisco for directions to the “nuclear wessels.” Shatner and Takei are the last two standing. Place your bets.
As Captain Dallas in Alien, he responded to a monster with acid for blood by personally crawling into an air duct after it — the kind of leadership that gets you eaten in the second act. He outlived that decision by 47 years. Then he was Viper in Top Gun, the only man in the movie who kept his shirt on for volleyball. He also won an Emmy for Picket Fences, which nobody under 50 can describe. The Reaper finally got a tone on him. Fox two.
Started her career in On the Waterfront and made it to 102. Took her long enough. Kudos to the 104 players who stayed patient.
Ran PTL, built a Christian water park, stole millions from his flock, went to prison, then sold buckets of doomsday food on TV. Jim's finally in the end times.
What do you want to bet he's already getting a long-awaited, eternal ass-kicking from Lee Marvin?
