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Would you rather be shagged by Ava Gardner approaching her 50s, or mid to late teens Tallulah Bankhead - post-John Barrymore encounter?
This one was probably directed at me, so Ava Gardner at her 50s.

Just look at her:

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I don't know what "shagged" means, but it's probably sexual.

Would you rather be stuck on the highway during rush hour or be stuck in a bus full of rowdy people?
 
This one was probably directed at me, so Ava Gardner at her 50s.

Just look at her:

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I don't know what "shagged" means, but it's probably sexual.

Would you rather be stuck on the highway during rush hour or be stuck in a bus full of rowdy people?

Stuck on the highway. Don't want to be on the peasant wagon.

Would rather the local mafia boss hate you or your own father hate you?
 
never heard of any of them. I'll take ava.

Would you rather have mild gender dysphoria or a gay dad?
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Ava, sometime in the 1940s-50s

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48 year old Ava, in 1970




To answer your question, which is no question for me: gay dad. If you think about it, it's just a, Guy From Boston voice: "PARDON THE PUN",a queer bent on one's sex life, and most of us really try our hardest to not know the details of our parents' sex lives.
 
Since the person above didnt answer, Id rather be pitch black. Goth Ästhetik is normally pale, but whats more gawth than being blacker than a black hole?

Would you rather have naturally purple hair or have naturally colored hair but super frizzy?
 
Would you rather be shagged by Ava Gardner approaching her 50s, or mid to late teens Tallulah Bankhead - post-John Barrymore encounter?
(For a second, I thought that TLS had forgotten to log out of his sock account) Going a different route here…I’ll take legal, late teens Tallulah. Looking into her life story, promiscuity, and vices, she’d probably be a way more fun encounter. I’d party like Charlie Sheen with her before getting properly cowgirl’d.

Would you rather have to film a live riot or a live police standoff?
Both are sure to be fascinating and anxiety-inducing. I’ll choose the riot simply because I’m likelier to witness dumb soybags and antifatards getting hilariously injured from their stupidity.

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Would you rather snore the sound of a dial-up modem, or fart in a staccato like a machine gun?
 
I’ll take legal, late teens Tallulah. Looking into her life story, promiscuity, and vices, she’d probably be a way more fun encounter. I’d party like Charlie Sheen with her before getting properly cowgirl’d.
100% agree, actually.
 
Would you rather snore the sound of a dial-up modem, or fart in a staccato like a machine gun?
Fart, I hate snoring. I don't even snore so yay.

Going a different route here…I’ll take legal, late teens Tallulah. Looking into her life story, promiscuity, and vices, she’d probably be a way more fun encounter.
Whoa there buddy.

Would you rather have a comfy bed but always feel slightly cold/warm or always sleep well but always wake up in the middle of the night?
 
100% agree, actually.
It’s like asking “WYR bed saner, nubile Britney Spears, circa 2000? Or crazy, chunky Britney, circa 2009?” The wilder option tends to win in my book.

Would you rather have a comfy bed but always feel slightly cold/warm or always sleep well but always wake up in the middle of the night?
The former. Comfy bed all the way, and unlike Kramer, I’ve mastered the art of adapting to different temperatures.
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Would you rather have the ability to time travel to the past, but it results in you slowly driving yourself insane by using said ability to obsessively try to change the future (à la 2004’s The Butterfly Effect)? Or continue in your current life, and sit on an omelette for five minutes?
 
Would you rather have the ability to time travel to the past, but it results in you slowly driving yourself insane by using said ability to obsessively try to change the future (à la 2004’s The Butterfly Effect)?
Never seen that movie, but time travel sounds cool. I’d definitely time travel to write Joan Crawford. Among other things.

Would you rather reconnect with a toxic family member or a toxic friend?
 
Would you rather reconnect with a toxic family member or a toxic friend?
Toxic friend. Having had a few of those, it’d probably be interesting to reminisce about shitty past behaviors, experiences together, and what our lives have been like since the olden days. There’ll (hopefully) be increased maturity with the passage of time. I’m not sure that I could do the same with the former- I have several family members that I could never see or hear from/about again, and it would either not impact my life whatsoever, or actively improve it. I’d be far too angry, to where I’d have to really fight to prevent myself from caving her head in with a brick in the middle of the coffee shop.

Would you rather live in a world where cemeteries and mini golf courses were combined into one property, or churches and paintball parks?
 
Would you rather live in a world where cemeteries and mini golf courses were combined into one property, or churches and paintball parks?
Churches and paintball parks. I could shoot at the pastor when he tries to swindle me for money.

Would you rather make love to a smelly Jean Harlow or have dinner with a conservative Teresa Wright? Smelly, like there’s a scent but nothing too empowering. Conservative like well dressed, shy, little chance of anything beyond PG.
 
Would you rather make love to a smelly Jean Harlow or have dinner with a conservative Teresa Wright? Smelly, like there’s a scent but nothing too empowering. Conservative like well dressed, shy, little chance of anything beyond PG.
Dude, Jean Harlow was hot. You even say yourself that the smell isn’t overpowering. I’m sure whatever the smell is, I’d find a way to power through it. Wright’s face and hairline don’t pass muster in my book.

It’s March 1945 and you’re in Hitler’s bunker. Before you leave, would you rather sexually dominate Eva Braun in the war room, or dry hump/take prankster-ish frat boy-esque sexually exploitative photographs of an unconscious Adolf?
 
Sexually exploitative photographs.
Would you rather have an autistic madoka magica fan son or autistic hanako kun fan daughter?
The daughter. I feel as though the son would be more susceptible to trooning out- I’ve seen way more cases of autistic males wanting to become uwu anime girls than autistic females wanting to become soft yaoi bois. Lose-lose either way, though.

Would you rather cough “BORING!” during the well-attended wedding of a close friend/family member? Or show up at the well-attended, traditional funeral service of a close friend/family member while wearing a Jimmy McGill optical migraine suit?
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