Granted. It causes a logical paradox that collapses in on itself, crushing your ribcage and arms and destroying most of your face and trachea. Now you not only make small children cry, but you have to carry around a respirator or die. Eventually you fall onto your face and your respirator crushes you agonizingly. You die in a puddle of your own blood.
I wish to die by being torn to pieces by a large group of female scientists.