Three thousand years from now, archeologists will dig up my tattered bones from the rubble of what is now The College of Idaho. I imagine they would assess the scene and debate my cause of death in the following manner:
Scientist #1 “There appears to be blunt force trauma. Perhaps she was hit by a bus?”
Scientist #2 “No, due to the deep lacerations, it’s possible it was due to something internal.”
After a few minutes of controversy there would be a unanimous diagnosis; I died of embarrassment.