I’d rather eat a box full of syringes than Use a hedgehog instead of a hamster, a la Richard Gere.
I’d rather be English than American.
(I’m am not a US Hating Bigot, don’t take it personally)
umm… by your response Ryan, am I to assume that being English is akin to using a hedgehog instead of a hamster, a la Richard Gere? Interesting…
Oh, NightRabbit, you missed a golden opportunity!
I’d rather be dead than Red! First thing I thought of when I saw the OP. 
I’d rather use a hedgehog instead of a hamster than be totally rodentless.
Are you referring to what hamsters are, on these boards, I’m confused by you’re statement. No It’s not that americans are ‘this and that’ but rather the fact I can get away with being posh in America simply because I’m English. I’ve done it before and It *has * worked.
Yes I hate Richard Gere also.
I’d rather be be totally rodentless than to show my cluelessness of the rules of the game.
[sub] I said that because according to the way the game has been played thus far your “English” equated to “hamsters”. you were supposed to take the last part of the last post as the first part of your own…[/sub]
I’d rather show my cluelessness to the rules of the game than be offered a Cigar from Bill Clinton
I get it now.:smack:
I’d rather be offered a Cigar from Bill Clinton than be offered a tongue kiss by Janet Reno.
I’d rather be offered a tongue kiss by Janet Reno than be offered and hand job from Freddie Kruger.
I’d rather be offered and hand job from Freddie Kruger than ** be a bacteria trying to live on the tip of Michael Jackson’s “nose”**.
I’d rather be bacteria trying to live on the tip of Michael Jackson’s “nose” than have to hold a teabag in my mouth for twenty-four hours straight.
I’d rather have to hold a teabag in my mouth for twenty-four hours straight than sit in a wading pool filled with worms.
I’d rather sit in a wading pool filled with worms than sit naked in a vat filled with porcupines.
I’d rather sit naked in a vat filled with porcupines than drink Edwina Currie’s bath water.
(uh, is it profoundly ignorant of me not to know who Edwina Currie is? I’ll tell you one thing, it makes it relatively unhorrifying to have to drink her bathwater.)
I’d rather drink Edwina Currie’s bathwater than be in the same room when Liza Minnelli is kissing her scary, scary husband.
(Edwina Currie is an ex British politician who has the sex appeal of an Athletes Foot Fungus.)
I’d rather ** be in the same room when Liza Minnelli is kissing her scary, scary husband** than suck the puss out of a festering boil on Meatloaf’s left testicle.
But I’ll admit it’s a close call.
I’d rather suck the puss out of a festering boil on Meatloaf’s left testicle than be poked in the groin with a sharp stick and have slat rubbed in the wound.
Actually, I’d still probably pick the latter. But I’d have to think about it.
I’d rather be ** poked in the groin with a sharp stick and have slat rubbed in the wound** than ** have to read poems by Walt Whitman every day for a month**.
[sub] unfortunately, my professors never gave us the option to pick something less painful :D[/sub]
I’d rather have to read poems by Walt Whitman every day for a month than have to read poems by Rod McKuen every day for a month.