Fall off the side of a mountain like This, break nearly every bone in your body, and be forced to eat your food with a straw for the rest of your life.
Would you rather lick the inside of 20 New York public toilets?
or
Eat a Big Mac (and large fries) which had been left on the floor of a New York Mens room for 20 days?
Okay, it’s pretty obvious that the above choice has brought this game to a grinding halt. If we want to save this thread someone has to do the noble thing and throw themselves on this grenade so…
flips coin…
Heads… Okay, the toilets.
Now,
Assuming no chance of escape or rescue, and no Unimatrix Zero,
Would you rather be assimilated by the Borg, or parasitized by a Goa’uld? Please give a reason for your choice.
I’d date the pope, just out of sympathy. In the words of Phil Hendrie, the poor pontiff probably needs a good lay so bad his plumbing is probably ‘backed up’.
Scenario. Someone has placed a bet with you. The details of the bet are not important. Just imagine that if you win this bet–you’ll get a fabulous prize. But if you lose, you get a -bigger- prize.
Do you:
A) Make yourself a winner–and get a fabulous prize.
OR
B) Label yourself a big loser, but get a bigger prize?
Naturally, the mental institution would be my choice. Supposing there’s far better conversation going on in there, plus where’s the fun in sanity??
Sorry, this one’s kinda men only: would you rather stumble into a gay-bar darkroom naked, or crash a militant feminist-party?(hope i’m not offending anyone here…)
Eh, I’ll take the apes–apes have small peepees, I can fight and I need my leg…
Would you rather have sex with someone who really repulses you and get $50K for it, or have sex with the person of your dreams, but it’ll cost you $50K?