The death of Calchas, a Greek soothsayer who was born around the year 12 BC was pretty weird. He was planting grapes to make wine when a rival was going I guess. The rival Calchas told him that it was useless to plant the vines, as Calchas would never drink that wine. Calchas was angry, but restrained himself.
Time passed, the beautiful grapes and vines generated them was made wine. Pants kept their hatred and determined to swallow what the competitor had predicted months earlier, invited him to dinner.
During the banquet, Calchas took a glass of wine in hand and challenged his rival to repeat his prophecy.
Against all odds, and without knowing that the hands of the wine was predicted Calchas, Calchas the disaffection of his repeated word for word. This provoked laughter in size outbreak of Calchas that he could not contain himself. Suffocated and died, without actually ever having tasted that wine.