No. I dropped myself. See, I was cursed with a photographic memory an remember everything sense 10 months old. This made me insane by 13 months an so I started banging my head on the porcelain bathtub an especially on the toilets. They were my Favourite.
Kin you imagine going insane at 13 months?
When I was 18 months I jumped threw a stainless glass window fell onto a rock garden.
When I turned 3 on my birthday I went up to this wrassler in Arkansas named Prophet Johnson. Weirdo guy wore a suit and tie with no jacket. I told him you are fake an kicked him in the nuts. He threw me to the bleachers top row.
When I turned 5 an they sent me to school I use to tie the shoe laces of the kids playin basketball an put gum in the girls hair than smack there poiter hole. Always gave them a Lacrosse Mit first an said hold this for a second. Odd stage in life wanning to be strangled by a net. Good think papa dint have a boat.
Anyhow, after my suicide years I tried ta do it the right way an so I got a job working for the federal government in social security benefits. I thought, you know what Boris, they tell me pharmacists have high suicide rates. But I think hey, why not go even more bigger.