Oh, definitely having a drink with my son chez Michael Jackson would be far worse!
Okay, what’s worse:
Having to stand in a storefront window for 60 minutes, stark staring naked
OR
Having to lick the frost off a metal post?
Which is worse: you and your 8 year old son having a drink at Michael Jackson’s house, or your 8 year old son, alone, having a drink at Michael Jackson’s house?
I’ll take naked in the storefront window. Hell, it’d be worse for those that see it than it would be for me anyway. 
Which is worse… being strip searched by airport security or being strip searched by guards in prison.
Airport security, because they could hire any crazy pervert and if they find something “up there” then you get the prison guard searches for free. :eek:
Is this a trick question?
Ppssssttt!
Read it this way:
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Yeah. The latter.
Which is worst: Having sex with a female during her period, - or having sex with a male who suffers from diarree?
Good lord. I’d have to say the man with the diarrhea. Ew.
Which is worse, being locked in a room with Liberal (otherwise known as The Doper Formerly Known as Libertarian) on election day, or having all your body hairs plucked out, one by one?
**Liberal! ** Any time. He can even pluck some of my hairs out. I’d love to have a chat with him. Provided I get the key to the door. 
Which is worst: Having to check Saddam’s hair for lice - or - Having to style David Beckham’s hair in a new - and improved - fashion?
Easy peasy…I’d rather groom David Beckham. I’d get to touch a gorgeous celebrity, and finding a better hairstyle than the one he has couldn’t be simpler. As long as he doesn’t talk.
Which is worse:
-getting shot to death, or stabbed to death?
-being infested with external parasites (lice and ticks) or internal parasites (tapeworms and roundworms)?
…nope. Still don’t get how the former could be worse. :o
Stabbing would be so much worse. And as for having worms inside me, :eek: ::shudders::
I do take offence to being called a parasite though, I can assure you any infestation on my part would involve dinner, dancing and massage oil 
Dang it, I forgot:
Which is worse, losing both of your arms or losing both of your legs?
I’d think it would be worse if I lost both my arms. To me, arms seem more functional (for the most part) than legs. If I lost my legs I could always just wheel myself around in one of those sleek & speedy wheelchairs (the non-electric kind)…I’d have really nicely toned arms.
Okay…next one:
Would you rather spend a month in an overcrowded jail (you’d have no criminal record, just for experience’s sake, but would still have to follow the routines of the other inmates) OR spend two weeks alone on a very small, remote island with a dangerously scarce amount of food and shelter?
I’d prefer the remote island, but then I am claustrophobic and even more so if people are involved. I have chosen to walk up and down several flights of stairs to avoid getting on a crowded elevator. I don’t think I became claustrophobic until the first time I was nearly suffocated by a large crowd of people.
Which is worse? Riding in a van on a long rode trip with a family that insists on singing the old standards like “She’ll Be Coming Round the Mountain” OR traveling with the Geico gecko who likes to sing “Kung Fu Fighting?”
I’d take the gecko any day. If the gecko got too annoying, I could throttle it to death or just kick it out of the car. If I did that with the family, well…let’s just say the prison time would be harder in the latter case.
how about: what’s worse, soaking your hands in jalapeno juice and then rubbing your eyes, or masturbating with tabasco sauce lubricant?
:eek: Masturbating, definitely masturbating… ::crosses legs::
Which is worse, taking a bite of a burger and finding a spider or taking a bite and finding pubic hairs?
I’ll take the spider thangs very much.
What is worse-
Standing, barefott, on a dog turd, or standing , barefoot on a toad.
I’ll take the turd, thanks. The Toad is going to practically explode beneath my weight. The turd will just sorta squish.
Which is worse?
Being forced to drink the world’s worst wine every night with dinner, or the same with the world’s worse beer?
Gah!
I’ll take the world’s worst wine. I’ve had the world’s worst beer (Sam Adams Cherry Stout) and I never want to repeat that experience.
Would you rather be tied naked to a tree with your entrails hanging out, waiting for wolves to slurp their way to you like a big piece of spaghetti, or tied naked coated in honey to an ant hill, waiting for them to eat you very slowly, bite by tiny bite?
I’ve never seen a wolf, so I’ll take the doggy.
What is worse- getting a knock back froma person you really fancy, or getting the come on from someone you find totally unattractive?
The come on, definitely - I can let 'em down easy, or at least try to, whereas in the other situation I’m at the mercy of the one I fancy.
What’s worse:
Losing your wallet and keys in a foreign city where you don’t speak the language
or
Realizing that you are hopelessly lost in the wilderness without any signaling or communication tools in the nearest large wilderness by your home?