Tossing Salt Presents:
Would You Rather:
Tough Decisions #10
June 28, 2023
DougMaynard.com
Our world is full of decisions that need to be made. Over in the land of Tweets, a lovely lady named Samantha decided to ask a few amazing questions where a choice needs to be made. It looks pretty cool and I decided to take a chance and make a call. This or that? Let’s find out.
Would you rather have the ability to see 10 minutes into the future or 150 years into the future?
Ten minutes into the future. With that limited knowledge, changes can be made and I can act accordingly. What good would 150 years do unless my name is Nostradamus?
Would you rather have telekinesis (the ability to move things with your mind) or telepathy (the ability to read minds)?
Both could be advantageous, but I think I’d prefer telepathy. I’m nosy and it would help me learn things.
Would you rather team up with Wonder Woman or Captain Marvel?
Wonder Woman. I’m a huge fan of Greek mythology so we’d have lots to talk about and it’d be really cool. Captain Marvel? The character, at least as portrayed in the Marvel Cinematic Universe and to a degree in the comics, comes across as a bitch.
Would you rather be forced to sing along or dance to every single song you hear?
I’ll sing along with the songs. I already do that in my head so I’m halfway there already. And my dancing skills are limited.
Would you rather find true love today or win the lottery next year?
How big of a lottery winning are we talking about? I think I’d go with love. I’m lonely and have been craving a good man in my life… or even a bad one for a few minutes every night. Yeah, let’s go for finding Mr. Right.
Would you rather be in jail for five years or be in a coma for a decade?
My ass would not survive in jail, pun intended. I’ll take the coma. That would be essentially falling asleep and waking up after a decade of hard sleep.
Would you rather have another 10 years with your partner or a one-night stand with your celebrity crush?
I don’t currently have a partner so I’ll take the one-night stand with one of my celebrity crushes. It’d probably work in my favor anyhow because most guys, once we’ve hooked up, are addicted. Yeah, I am that damn good. So I’d probably end up with that crush as my partner as a result. And there you go.
Would you rather be chronically under-dressed or overdressed?
So long as I’m dressed and don’t have everything hanging out that shouldn’t be, I’m good.
Would you rather have everyone you know to be able to read your thoughts or for everyone you know to have access to your Internet history?
If everyone could read my thoughts, I’d have no friends left and there would be a lot of pissed-off people. I bite my tongue a lot. My internet history isn’t a big deal. I can pass it all off as research. I’m a writer, right?
Would you rather lose your sight or your memories?
My sight. My memories make me who I am and the person that I am.
Would you rather have universal respect or unlimited power?
I want power. I want it all. Give me the power. It’s mine! Mine! Mine!
Would you rather give up the air conditioning and heating for the rest of your life or give up the Internet for the rest of your life?
To all of my peeps, I’d miss you. But let’s be straight up. I’m getting older and I’m a fat man. I need my heat and A/C.
Would you rather swim in a pool full of Nutella or a pool full of maple syrup?
Both would be messy, nasty, and totally insane. I think I’d go with the maple syrup. I seem to remember a story a friend told me about maple syrup and Cheerios. She was a freak lol. I’ll take the maple syrup.
Would you rather labor under a hot sun or extreme cold?
I can deal with cold better than I can the heat. I don’t like daylight, sun, or humidity. Give me that cold.
Would you rather stay in during a snow day or build a fort?
When I was younger, it would have been the fort, but now, as I’ve gotten older, I’d rather stay inside and just watch the snow fall through the window.
And there you go. My thanks for reading. Comments, thoughts, and any questions are welcome and appreciated. And if you’re my Mr. Right or even just Mr. Right Now, contact me. We need to talk. And with that, let’s wrap things up and call it a night. Take care and be well, my friends. I’ll see you at the shooting gallery. Be good.
Ubuntu!