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I knew my time was near when 'The Rains of Castamere' began playing. That's what I get for trusting Walder Frey…
I survived countless insane calamities while working at Seattle Grace, so being offed in a car accident was almost comical
Even though he was the VP, I guess it was pretty naïve to meet the guy I suspected of murder on a dark subway platform
Before drowning at The Looking Glass station, I managed to pass on vital info and scribbled 'Not Pennys's Boat' on my hand
After breaking out of Litchfield Prison, I should have feared the reaper, or at least a van driven by a terminally ill escapee
When I heard Hector ringing the bell on his wheel chair, I thought he was trying to tell me something, not blow half my face off
Not really surprising, considering I married a serial-killing blood spatter analyst, but plot twist, the Trinity Killer did me in
Rough few days; my old friend decided to start her own law firm after I hired her on, then I was shot and killed by my client in court
My big mistake wasn't becoming an FBI informant; it was confessing my misdeed to my fiancé, who then told the mob boss
After being a POW held by al-Qaeda, my true allegiances fluctuated, but I was ultimately executed in Iran for treason
My throat was cut when a student was informed (by a hallucination of his mother) that I was trying to seduce him. Talk about mommy issues...
I escaped World War I and the Spanish Flu only to crash my car while driving home from my child's birth
I lived in a haunted house, began a relationship with a ghost (unknowingly) and died without my parents ever caring or figuring it out
I served with honor in my unit during the Korean War, but my plane was shot down on my flight home
I was poisoned after my fiancé picked cheap wedding invitation envelopes that I had to lick, which contained toxic glue
Somehow I didn't find it funny while I was regularly offed for comedic purposes for the first five seasons of my show
After a spat with my show's creator, I was unceremoniously electrocuted while trying to do a (rare) good deed for a neighbor on Wisteria Lane
I spent my last years having to listen to the noisy neighbors above me who somehow lived in an insanely nice and large apartment for New York
While I was visiting the Springfield Speedway, I was struck by a cannon-fired t-shirt and fell to my death; nice gals really do finish last
Yeah, I was just as surprised as the viewers to learn that we hadn't won the lottery, and I'd died of a heart attack last season
