[MortalWombat]

Asylum.. safer, I'd think
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Jail, or probation for life?

[SuperSmart101]

Probation for life.

Super strength or super speed?

[MortalWombat]

Super speed

X ray vision or the ability to fly?

[Desmond Linus]

Ability to fly. Sounds like a great way to travel.

Would you rather be able to speak every language in the world fluently or remember all of your experiences?

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And not be able to forget anything.

[GouldFan]

Rather speak every language! That'd be cool.

Would you rather get stuck in a two-hour traffic or hang out with others for an hour of small talk?

[Synchronicity]

An hour of small talk. More emotionally draining but less wasteful of my time.

Would you rather have an attractive face or an attractive body?

[MassHysteria]

Attractive body.

Would you rather never be able to use a telephone or the Internet?

[Mr Mediocre]

Telephone, by far!

Would you rather lose and arm or a leg?

[MortalWombat]

leg

Would you rather be blind or deaf?

[Mohammad]

i'm hoping by 'death' you meant 'deaf', MW.
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i'd rather be blind.

would you rather text or talk?

[MortalWombat]

text

would you rather sing or dance?

[MassHysteria]

Sing.

Your 14 year-old calls you at 2:00 a.m, drunk and scared and asking for a ride home. Would you rather give them hell, or talk to them about it later?

[Mr Mediocre]

Talk later (pretty harshly though)...I guess...this time...

Your 14 yr old does it again the next week after you opted for the "talk"...give them hell or wait until you get them home?

[MassHysteria]

Wait until they wake up to dole out discipline. I've got the whole thing planned out. It won't be pretty.

Same?

[Mr Mediocre]

Great minds think alike
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. Safety first...justice later.

You are stranded on a desert island, God rocks up and gives you the choice of living on raw fish for 2 years or cooked island rat for two years. You have no seasonings. Who's it gonna be?

[MassHysteria]

Cooked rat. I'd breed them to select the largest and healthiest (just like bunny rabbits with long skinny tails!) and then cook them through and serve them with island greens and sea salt.

Would you rather spend the holidays with your friends or your relatives?

[Mr Mediocre]

My Friends!!

You have a terrible, unbearable pain in your stomach, but on the island you only have a witch doctor, or another stranded person - a homeopath. Who do you approach for treament?

[MassHysteria]

The witch doctor. He knows the area better, the local flora and fauna, and real treatment may be found. Plus, even if he doesn't speak English he'll probably be easier to talk to.

You're an unarmed cowboy outlaw being chased by rangers across the New Mexican desert. You come across a figure who may or may not be a mirage. In exchange for the rest of your water, he offers you a loaded rifle or a fresh horse. The rangers are closing in, and the nearest down is a day and a night away on foot. What do you choose?

[Mr Mediocre]

Mirages don't talk so I trust him. I take the horse and race to the town, alert the authorities that there are bandits on my tail who killed a bunch of rangers, took their uniforms (and robbed a bank) in the adjacent town. I ask only to assist in their elimination in return for sanctuary.

You have been given two weeks to live. In a bizarre twist, on the way out of the surgery, a crazy (or not) person offers you 1 million dollars, access to a private jet and anything else your heart desires, on the condition you cannot see your family for the rest of your days. What do you do?

[GouldFan]

I rather not take the money, because spending time with my family is important.

Would you prefer to die without pain but not know when you are going to die, or die in pain but know when you are going to die?

[MassHysteria]

In my personal case, it's not even a real decision. The only member of my family I talk to is my brother, and he would understand. I'd miss him, but I'd hit the tarmac as soon as the anesthesia wore off and start a new life with a new outlook, a new language, and a new haircut.

You've been shot into space by a mad scientist. He has included a chimp, several boxes of parts, and two books. Judging from the covers, one is an instruction manual for building an AI robot, the other is a guide to teaching chimps sign language while learning along with them. If you pull back the cover to one book, the other will disintegrate and either the boxes will be jettisoned or the monkey will be killed. Which do you pick?

*SNAAAAAKED!!!*

Die without pain, blissfully ignorant.

[Mr Mediocre]

I open the box of parts without touching either book and try to figure out how to build the robot myself - more fun that way. Anyone can teach a chimp the fundmentals of tool recognition...he will be up to 'sonic screwdriver' in no time. Once I am communicating well enough with the chimp I let him now that I keep the AI robot book as a safety thing, in case the chimp tries anything funny, I'll simply take the cover off and he will be with the big banana in the sky (or so he will think anyway) - does that make me a bad person?

There is a terrible virus that wipes out most of humanity. Through sheer dumb luck you find the only two males left on the planet - you must repopulate. They are both the jealous type. Each says he will commit suicide if you take the other one. One looks like Albert Einstein (the later years), is just as smart and has a sharp, witty sense of humour to boot. The other looks like *insert dream appearance here* but is thick as two short planks and his favourite joke is "Pull my finger". Who do you choose?

[MassHysteria]

Einstein by a wide margin. In an environment like that, intelligence is crucial to survival. Size, strength and agility are also helpful, and truth be told my ''dream appearance'' is large and strong. But there's plenty of that on my side of the family to pass down (both of my grandfathers were six-foot four). Einstein and I will sire a handful tall, stocky, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, dry-witted, impressively intelligent, level-headed and warm-hearted Big Picture Thinkers to help us find a way out of this human bottleneck. We'd set up Tall Dark and Dreamy with a nice clone or something.

One fine spring morning, you're out and about on your daily routine, and happen upon a fairy caught in a spiderweb. You free her before the hungry arachnid can gobble her up, and in her gratitude she promises to grant you one wish. She explains, first, that her magical powers pertain only to time travel, and that you must choose from one of two options: Go back to change a decision you've always regretted, or go forward to see the effect of another decision you haven't made yet, thereby preventing another possible mistake. Would you rather go back or go forward?

[JeffersonFawkes]

Go forward, I hate going backwards, it doesn't change jack, and even if it did as in this case, I'd rather work from where I'm at.

You are a gladiator prisoner who has been offered a chance at freedom if you betray another gladiator. Would you rather walk free, or help the other gladiator?

[Mr Mediocre]

Walk free...I would likely have had to fight the other gladiator at some stage anyway. I'd rather he fell by someone else's sword and now I don't have to kill anyone anymore. Win, yay! (not sure gladiators actually said "yay"...sorry to break from character).

It is the middle of winter and your house is cold. You are about to get up to turn the heater on when Satan himself suddenly appears *poof*. He says that for *insert past heinous misdeed* you will now have a 1 in 1,000 chance of being instantly struck dead every time you turn your heater on. Do you take the chance or do you suffer through the cold winter?