Swimming With The Fishes

So there's this local radio station that has this thing called The Dead Pool. At least I think that's the name of it. Basically the premise is this: They take bets each week on who is going to die for the upcoming week. They then pool their money on this person (or perhaps persons...I really should learn to listen more). The DJ's place bets, as well as the listeners. I'm uncertain if anyone ever actually cashes in. Again, listening would help. Oh well.

This past week, after Marlon Brando died, they started polling the audiences for who is next to go. The popular vote, in the portion of the program I heard (which clearly wasn't the entire thing), went to Kirk Douglas.

Here's where the irony comes in. Yesterday morning I read the headline that Kirk Douglas' youngest son Eric, died. It turns out they had the right family, just the wrong Douglas.

So, I throw the question back to you. If you had to bet, who would you think would kick the bucket next, or on a different note, who would you knock off if you had the chance? I'll even start it off for you: I think I'd take William Shatner down.