As far as fatal affairs go I gotta admit "death by low status" sounds a little too tame to win a Darwin Award, but there's still a good reason why so many has-been celebs choose to go to Dancing with the Stars before letting their names fade into irrelevancy.
We will drink nectar together on My. Olympus.
Nectar? With our immortal livers we're at least going with wine my friend
Losers.
You've had some good ones but I'd venture this is your best. Great topic.
Dear Rodwin if being a loser kills you shall be immortal
Here you go, loser. Stay alive.
You only say that cause you don't want my ghost to haunt you—and it will.