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You are walking through the desert. You are carrying one semi-automatic handgun, a can of silly string, some cooking/fire-starting equipment, a toothpick, a camera-phone, personal lubricant/massage oil, steak seasoning, and the clothes on your back. Why do you have those things? I'll tell you why: I don't know. :eek:

Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.

No one else is out there with you. It's just you and this alien.

WHAT NOW?

I befriend the alien, have him teach me how to fly his ship, then shoot him and fly back home.

After that, I will use the massage oil to seduce a celebrity, burn down smokey the bears house with my fire starter set, cook a steak, and use the toothpick to clean my teeth.
:D

I haven't worked out the specifics yet, but I know it will involve us eating peyote buttons.

Ask it if it's race has two sexes, and if it's a female. If it's female, then I would mate with it (assuming it's old enough).

eat the alien.

So the first things we think of are sex, drugs, and food. God bless humanity.

I use the lube and bang the alien while taking a pic on my camera phone. After I start a fire, roast the alien, put some steak seasoning on it and eat it. Use the toothpick to clean my teeth and take the silly string and handgun to attack the next thing I see. duh.

So the first things we think of are sex, drugs, and food. God bless humanity.
I don't think anyone mentioned drugs yet...

I don't think anyone mentioned drugs yet...

I did. Peyote's the source of our good buddy mescaline.

I did. Peyote's the source of our good buddy mescaline.
Me and my stupidity. :p I didn't know what peyote was. :p

Me and my stupidity. :p I didn't know what peyote was. :p

It's a pretty interesting cactus, to say the least. I sort of wonder about cowboys who tried to get water from it and ended up tripping balls...

You are walking through the desert. You are carrying one semi-automatic handgun, a can of silly string, some cooking/fire-starting equipment, a toothpick, a camera-phone, personal lubricant/massage oil, steak seasoning, and the clothes on your back. Why do you have those things? I'll tell you why: I don't know. :eek:

Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.

No one else is out there with you. It's just you and this alien.

WHAT NOW?

Well, we take the alien's ship back to civilization, clean up, and enjoy first-world luxuries such as sanitation and air-conditioning. After a long nap, I show this alien the magic of Krispy Kreme and stand-up comedy.

So the first things we think of are sex, drugs, and food. God bless humanity.

Indeed :) That's probably what the alien thinks, too.

It's a pretty interesting cactus, to say the least. I sort of wonder about cowboys who tried to get water from it and ended up tripping balls...

It probably happened a lot like this . . . (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_CiNYNNOVbA)

You are walking through the desert. You are carrying one semi-automatic handgun, a can of silly string, some cooking/fire-starting equipment, a toothpick, a camera-phone, personal lubricant/massage oil, steak seasoning, and the clothes on your back. Why do you have those things? I'll tell you why: I don't know. :eek:

Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.

No one else is out there with you. It's just you and this alien.

WHAT NOW?

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Katganistan/galaxyquest07.jpg
Guy Fleegman: I don't like this. I don't like this at all.
Gwen DeMarco: They are *so* cute.
Guy Fleegman: Sure, they're cute now, but in a second they're gonna get mean, and they're gonna get ugly somehow, and there's gonna be a million more of them.

*Aliens fall upon wounded one and EAT IT* to everyone's horror.

Guy Fleegman: Did you guys ever WATCH the show?

I thought you were going somewhere with that...

Like, it's raining and you only have room for one person in your car, and standing in the rain at a bus stop is the perfect woman (man) of your dreams, your best friend who saved your life, and an older woman having a heart attack...

Now THAT'S a moral dilemma.
Believe it or not, there is a correct answer.

I thought you were going somewhere with that...

Like, it's raining and you only have room for one person in your car, and standing in the rain at a bus stop is the perfect woman (man) of your dreams, your best friend who saved your life, and an older woman having a heart attack...

Now THAT'S a moral dilemma.
Believe it or not, there is a correct answer.

I fail to see the dilemma at all. If I have my cell on me I call an ambulance for the woman having a heart attack (they stand a better chance of keeping her alive until she reaches the hospital). If I don't I see if the others have a cell (and wonder why the hell they haven't called already if they do). If for some reason I can not get 911 then she gets priority. Anyone I would call friend would understand, as would anyone worth dating. If I can secure an ambulance ones best friend comes before a hot stranger.

I fail to see the dilemma at all. If I have my cell on me I call an ambulance for the woman having a heart attack (they stand a better chance of keeping her alive until she reaches the hospital). If I don't I see if the others have a cell (and wonder why the hell they haven't called already if they do). If for some reason I can not get 911 then she gets priority. Anyone I would call friend would understand, as would anyone worth dating. If I can secure an ambulance ones best friend comes before a hot stranger.

In fact you do not have a cell phone. All you have is a car.

And think of the consequences: You owe your best friend your life.
And you're consigning your true love to marry some jack-ass who will beat her.


In any case, that is not the correct answer.

Give the keys to your best friend so he can drive the old lady to the hospital while you stay with your true love to wait for the bus.

I fail to see the dilemma at all. If I have my cell on me I call an ambulance for the woman having a heart attack (they stand a better chance of keeping her alive until she reaches the hospital). If I don't I see if the others have a cell (and wonder why the hell they haven't called already if they do). If for some reason I can not get 911 then she gets priority. Anyone I would call friend would understand, as would anyone worth dating. If I can secure an ambulance ones best friend comes before a hot stranger.

bleh, best friend drives, hot chick sits on my lap, old chick gets the trunk.

If my best friend who saved my life once can't or won't understand why I ditched him/her at the station (it is only raining, he/she can't catch his death right away) he should have saved somebody else's life :)

But the cute, intelligent answer fnorded above is much better of course - except, well, he/she gets to save another life and you get to get laid which is not best friend behavior at best :)

Cheerio!

I shoot the alien, cover it in silly-string, stick in on the toothpick, and carefully carry the body back to town so that i can has naming rights to this find.

You are walking through the desert. You are carrying one semi-automatic handgun, a can of silly string, some cooking/fire-starting equipment, a toothpick, a camera-phone, personal lubricant/massage oil, steak seasoning, and the clothes on your back. Why do you have those things? I'll tell you why: I don't know. :eek:

Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.

No one else is out there with you. It's just you and this alien.

WHAT NOW?

i'm walking through 'the desert' with my backpack and the clothes on my back, no i'm not carrying a gun of any kind, nor a can of silly string, though probably half a dossen little caltrops just is silly.

so i see this cute little green guy from some other part of the universe. big deal. i see people like that when i'm walking through the desert by myself all the time.

i think its cool though. i think its a trip. we both go on about our own ways.

unless he/she/it happens to fallow me, which is cool too.

i wonder how he/she/it managed to get there, and if maybe i can bum a ride to where its all forrest instead of desert, then i can build a little shack or cave or something and live there.

with or without the little green gal/guy/whatever happens to be.

I haven't worked out the specifics yet, but I know it will involve us eating peyote buttons.
I thought that peyote was what you did before wandering across alien lifeforms into the desert. You've got your order of events all screwed up.
So the first things we think of are sex, drugs, and food. God bless humanity.
The OP specifically mentioned a tooth pick and lube, so it is his fault more than anyone else.

This lubricant what type is it? *Starts contemplating if Blouman should get back at the aliens for all the probing they have done over the years*

I thought you were going somewhere with that...


Psh, what? No.

I thought that peyote was what you did before wandering across alien lifeforms into the desert. You've got your order of events all screwed up.

Ride my Llama by Neil Young. Listen.

The OP specifically mentioned a tooth pick and lube, so it is his fault more than anyone else.

Guilty as charged.

Wait, what's wrong with the toothpick?

This lubricant what type is it? *Starts contemplating if Blouman should get back at the aliens for all the probing they have done over the years*

Whatever type you want... I try to keep the options open.

For the alien:
I make a deal with it to aid in their conquest of earth, setting me in place as their client ruler. For my part, I'd warn them about such things as disease, super soldiers with enhanced body armor, jewish guys with macs, and other such threats to alien invaders.

The car:
Take the old woman to the hospital-- I'm the client ruler of earth, I can arrange for my friend and the beautiful woman to be picked up by a hoverlimo. :D

I bring it back to my house and show it 3rd Rock From The Sun for the ironings.

I thought you were going somewhere with that...

Like, it's raining and you only have room for one person in your car, and standing in the rain at a bus stop is the perfect woman (man) of your dreams, your best friend who saved your life, and an older woman having a heart attack...

Now THAT'S a moral dilemma.
Obviously, give the bus fare to my chum and perfect woman of my dreams (although doubtless I'm aiming too high here) to get to a bus stop near the hospital, and take the older woman to the hospital in my car.

BUH.

You are walking through the desert. You are carrying one semi-automatic handgun, a can of silly string, some cooking/fire-starting equipment, a toothpick, a camera-phone, personal lubricant/massage oil, steak seasoning, and the clothes on your back. Why do you have those things? I'll tell you why: I don't know. :eek:

Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.

No one else is out there with you. It's just you and this alien.

WHAT NOW?

I would take a picture of it with the cameraphone, firstly. Then I'd try to befriend it. The handgun I'd use to shoot whatever food came our way, and cook it with the cooking/fire-starting equipment. Eat it with steak seasoning. The toothpick I'd (duh) pick my teeth with. Then I'd use the camera phone to call civilization (if I get any kind of signal).

what make and model the handgun is?(and yes this is really important)

You are carrying one semi-automatic handgun, a can of silly string, some cooking/fire-starting equipment, a toothpick, a camera-phone, personal lubricant/massage oil, steak seasoning, and the clothes on your back. Why do you have those things?
Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.
WHAT NOW?

Well, first I film everything just for myself, then I ask this supposedly alien creature whether Earth is spherical or flat.

If it answers "spherical", it's just another of these fake aliens, probably an ugly breed of human, which the government regularly flashes and pretends to hide, in order to secure support for 'space programs' and distract people with these "alien secrets" scandals from its real crimes. So I'll have no mercy for it, and use it as sustenance. Showing it to others would bring me a minute of fun, but fulfill the government's plan, which will probably end with the man locking me up in their secret sweatshop where they make these fakes.

If it answers "flat", I'll hide it with some clothes, get with it to find help, then learn the technology of its arrival, and very covertly, through darknets, use its testament and evidence as proof to expose the conspiracy.

If it can't answer, even with gestures, it's just a mutated ape, and I'll sell it to the zoo or whoever bids highest.

Cerean;13952818']bleh, best friend drives, hot chick sits on my lap, old chick gets the trunk.

If my best friend who saved my life once can't or won't understand why I ditched him/her at the station (it is only raining, he/she can't catch his death right away) he should have saved somebody else's life :)

But the cute, intelligent answer fnorded above is much better of course - except, well, he/she gets to save another life and you get to get laid which is not best friend behavior at best :)

Cheerio!

The car:
Take the old woman to the hospital-- I'm the client ruler of earth, I can arrange for my friend and the beautiful woman to be picked up by a hoverlimo. :D

Obviously, give the bus fare to my chum and perfect woman of my dreams (although doubtless I'm aiming too high here) to get to a bus stop near the hospital, and take the older woman to the hospital in my car.

BUH.

You all fail. Especially since I already gave the correct answer in a spoilers box.

You are walking through the desert. You are carrying one semi-automatic handgun, a can of silly string, some cooking/fire-starting equipment, a toothpick, a camera-phone, personal lubricant/massage oil, steak seasoning, and the clothes on your back. Why do you have those things? I'll tell you why: I don't know. :eek:

Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.

No one else is out there with you. It's just you and this alien.

WHAT NOW?

make friends with it. give it the can of silly string as a present.

what make and model the handgun is?(and yes this is really important)

Whatever you want... I don't wanna tell you it's a certain kind, cuz what if someone else's plan involves a different make and model?

You are walking through the desert....
Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.

No one else is out there with you. It's just you and this alien.

WHAT NOW?

I've never seen a tiny, cute little alien...but I understand what you mean.

I thought that peyote was what you did before wandering across alien lifeforms into the desert. You've got your order of events all screwed up.

True, and given the items I've apparently taken with me in to the desert it's not hard to imagine that was a prerequisite.

The OP specifically mentioned a tooth pick and lube, so it is his fault more than anyone else.

Yeah, although I bet the alien thinks the same way.

You all fail. Especially since I already gave the correct answer in a spoilers box.
I contest that answer.

1) you don't know the lady/man of your dreams, thus you can't call her/him your 'true love'.

2) both your friend and the Person of your dreams (POYD) witnesses the heart attack on the old woman, thus giving your keys to your friend and having him drive the woman to the hospital will only make your friend stand out in his/her mind and if you try to hit on her while your friend is driving your car to save a woman's life, it will only tell him/her how shallow you are.

Ideally, you should rush up to your friend, then tell him to get the woman into your car and get the POYD's name and phone number incase the family wants to contact her then drive to the hospital. your speedy response and level headedness will put you into POYD's mind, your friend can tell her all about you if she should ask, and you have both her name and phone number where a call to update her on the woman's condition can lead to a plesant conversation and then even a date.

You all fail. Especially since I already gave the correct answer in a spoilers box.

Yes, you did give an answer that was INSIDE a box.
Don't belittle those who think OUTSIDE the box.
Deep points +1


Even though yours probably made the most sense...

True, and given the items I've apparently taken with me in to the desert it's not hard to imagine that was a prerequisite.

Whatever I was doing when I started this thread, I assure you it was totally natural and healthy.

Yeah, although I bet the alien thinks the same way.

Naturally. Aliens love toothpicks, guns, and seasoning.
They're not so big on the lube. They just appreciate its practicality.

I use the lube and bang the alien while taking a pic on my camera phone. After I start a fire, roast the alien, put some steak seasoning on it and eat it. Use the toothpick to clean my teeth and take the silly string and handgun to attack the next thing I see. duh.

:upyours: Curse you, Sovietstan; beaten to the punch yet again! :D

You are walking through the desert. You are carrying one semi-automatic handgun, a can of silly string, some cooking/fire-starting equipment, a toothpick, a camera-phone, personal lubricant/massage oil, steak seasoning, and the clothes on your back. Why do you have those things? I'll tell you why: I don't know. :eek:

Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.

No one else is out there with you. It's just you and this alien.

WHAT NOW?

I rape the alien, without using the lube. Then shoot it to prevent it from calling backup. Camera phone used to provide pics. Lube used to insert silly string can into an alien orifice. Fire started, body thrown in fire, explosion.

I rape the alien, without using the lube. Then shoot it to prevent it from calling backup. Camera phone used to provide pics. Lube used to insert silly string can into an alien orifice. Fire started, body thrown in fire, explosion.

Goddamn, and I thought I was brutal.

I rape the alien, without using the lube. Then shoot it to prevent it from calling backup. Camera phone used to provide pics. Lube used to insert silly string can into an alien orifice. Fire started, body thrown in fire, explosion.

Wow. That's worth 10 Bloodlusty Barbarian points.


Not that a true barbarian even cares about points!!!!

Yes, you did give an answer that was INSIDE a box.
Don't belittle those who think OUTSIDE the box.
Deep points +1


Even though yours probably made the most sense...

Those that are so insistent on thinking outside the box always limit themselves by refusing to see many of the simplest and most elegant solutions because these solutions exist inside the box. I prefer to remain boundless by allowing myself to explore all of the options and to choose the best solution, regardless of its relation to the box.

Those that are so insistent on thinking outside the box always limit themselves by refusing to see many of the simplest and most elegant solutions because these solutions exist inside the box. I prefer to remain boundless by allowing myself to explore all of the options and to choose the best solution, regardless of its relation to the box.The thing is, JuNii is right, in a real life situation (at least for the dream girl that would be my dream girl), dream girl would think of you forever as a pussy who does not have the nerve to take the woman to ER :)

Cheerio!

You are walking through the desert. You are carrying one semi-automatic handgun, a can of silly string, some cooking/fire-starting equipment, a toothpick, a camera-phone, personal lubricant/massage oil, steak seasoning, and the clothes on your back. Why do you have those things? I'll tell you why: I don't know. :eek:

Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.

No one else is out there with you. It's just you and this alien.

WHAT NOW?

Let's assume the gun is loaded (not carrying separate ammo.) Unload it, and carry the ammo separately. This decreases the chances of doing anything rash.

First thing to try is calling for help on the phone. Let's assume there is no coverage, so snap a few pics of the "alien" just in case it really is there, turn the phone off and take the battery out to conserve it for later. If there is network coverage, hooray for you, you're safe and famous the world around for finding a real alien.

Right, so you think you saw a cute little alien. Given that that this has never happened to me or anyone I give credence to, it seems probable that you are hallucinating (all that silly string hanging out of your nostrils is a giveaway too.) Dehydration might be messing with your brain already. But if it's a real alien, I think it's pretty vital not to scare it, kill it, or attempt to "massage" it. When mummy alien finds out, she's going to extinguish the entire human race in retribution ... and eating something that isn't even part of earth life is probably going to kill you anyway.

So I'd stay there for a while and do something not directed at the alien. If it's a very smart alien (the only good kind) it might infer from your actions what your needs are, and help you out. Trying to communicate directly with it is probably a waste of time, if not actually dangerous. And if the alien isn't really there, at least you're going to die like a man instead of an alien-child-molestor humping a rock or genocidal nutter discharging a firearm at nothing much in the desert.

Among the "clothes on your back" might be a raincoat. Wrapping this around the bush (a bush? In the desert? Never mind, it's an asset so use it) would allow you to collect some condensation for a drink, while you huddle in the shade of this primitive shelter and wait for the sun to go down. If you're going to walk and hope, you want to do that at night not in the heat of the day.

But scenarios like this always default to the worst case, so of course you don't have a raincoat. But you have silly string! Smearing this on a jumper or wooly pants, rubbing it in before it solidifies, might allow you to make a waterproof covering for the bush, in which case pursue the plan above. If you have nothing but shorts and t-shirt, probably you should still do this, you can put the waterproofed shirt back on if the plan fails.

Do not succumb to the temptation to eat the steak seasoning. It's mostly salt, which will make your dehydration worse, and has effectively zero nutritional value. In fact, dig a hole and pour the steak seasoning into it, then take a dump on top and cover it over so that when you become even more deranged, you are less likely to eat it.

In a few minutes, whatever you took is going to wear off and you will find yourself in the sand-pit at your local park. Or ... it won't, and you will die in the desert. In either case, don't waste your ammo shooting things you think you see: you're going to need it to finish yourself off. Dying of thirst ain't pretty, but Hara-kiri with a toothpick is worse.

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I like your thinking. I was thinking the same...:tongue:

The thing is, JuNii is right, in a real life situation (at least for the dream girl that would be my dream girl), dream girl would think of you forever as a pussy who does not have the nerve to take the woman to ER :)

Cheerio!

The question posed is not supposed to be a real-world situation you will encounter. It is a symbolic representation of any choice in which you are presented three options: What you want, what you owe, and what is socially (and therefore arguably morally) acceptable. Choosing any one option does not necessarily make you selfish, honest, or altruistic, respectively. For example: saving the old woman to impress the girl/guy makes you selfish, but appear not to be. It is a thought exploration, and analyzing the viability of each solution defeats the purpose of the exercise: it may reveal flaws in the analogy, but we are asked to suspend our disbelief and focus on the fundamental question being asked: Do you take what you want, repay what you owe, or act unselfishly?

The question posed is not supposed to be a real-world situation you will encounter. It is a symbolic representation of any choice in which you are presented three options: What you want, what you owe, and what is socially (and therefore arguably morally) acceptable. Choosing any one option does not necessarily make you selfish, honest, or altruistic, respectively. For example: saving the old woman to impress the girl/guy makes you selfish, but appear not to be. It is a thought exploration, and analyzing the viability of each solution defeats the purpose of the exercise: it may reveal flaws in the analogy, but we are asked to suspend our disbelief and focus on the fundamental question being asked: Do you take what you want, repay what you owe, or act unselfishly?

true, but think of this. My situation answers all three.

Do I take what I want? I would have the GOMD's (Girl Of My Dream) name and phone number and a ligitimate reason to call her.

Do I repay what I owe? Yes. I am leaving my friend with the GOMD so that he has a chance to 'score' with her. They already have had their ice breaker (the woman with the heart attack) and I am giving him first chance with said GOMD. (tho I wouldn't calling that making us 'even'.)

Do I act Unselfishly? yes. In three forms.
1) I am taking a woman to the hospital (at great risk since I will be speeding on rain slicked roads)
2) I am giving my friend a chance at happiness before me
3) I would be giving peace of mind to the GOMD when I call her with the update.

... one fact that all those doing violence to the alien missed.

according to the OP, you're walking through the DESERT... yet find an alien hiding behind a BUSH.

obviously, it's a trap. the bush is actually a specimen capturing device and the alien is bait.

by making friends with it, I stand the chance of not being captured by other aliens. ;)

Some types of bushes do grow in the desert.

For example, the creosote bush.

Some types of bushes do grow in the desert.

For example, the creosote bush.

stupid facts

I still say it's a trap. :tongue:

... one fact that all those doing violence to the alien missed.

according to the OP, you're walking through the DESERT... yet find an alien hiding behind a BUSH.

obviously, it's a trap. the bush is actually a specimen capturing device and the alien is bait.

by making friends with it, I stand the chance of not being captured by other aliens. ;)

By doing deeds most foul upon it, and taking pictures I am able to provide both lulz and epic win. Certainly this outweighs any risks. Anyways, someday someone is going to search for alien rape porn, and someone needs to ensure they aren't left disappointed.

By doing deeds most foul upon it, and taking pictures I am able to provide both lulz and epic win. Certainly this outweighs any risks. Anyways, someday someone is going to search for alien rape porn, and someone needs to ensure they aren't left disappointed.

Last lines from Duane Elms' "Don't push that button"

It landed in the back yard, all saucer shaped and green,
And opened up and dropped it's gangway down.
Our Fred sneaked up inside it, astonished at the scene,
For buttons covered everything around.
There's pink and green and blue ones, of every shape and kind,
Including this gigantic one, bright red,
But once young Fred had pushed it, he almost lost his mind,
For this is what the flying saucer said.

Specimen collection cycle complete. Retrieving auto-return programming.
Lift-off countdown initiated at lift-off minus two seconds,
one zero whoooooossssshhhh.

It's been a week or two now, since we last heard from Fred,
And no one else has seen the boy around.
We dropped in Friday morning, to shake him out of bed,
But not a trace of Freddy could be found.
He wasn't in the back yard, although he left a mark,
This spot out back where all the grass is dead.
While some think it was foul play, and others just a lark,
I really think we've seen the last of Fred.

He pushed a button. That's our Fred.
He pushed a button. Lost his head.
He didn't read instructions, or find out what it did.
He jabbed his finger down and that's why Freddie's so well hid.
He pushed a button! Oh my, no! He pushed a button! 'Fraid it's so.
His luck, it must have run out. He's in over his head.
I doubt that we'll see anymore of Fred.

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*loves you for referencing Galaxy Quest*

*loves you for referencing Galaxy Quest*

"Uh, no, everything's fine!"

"But the animal is inside out--"

"SSSH!"

Some types of bushes do grow in the desert.
But they have a habit of spontaneously combusting at the least appropriate time.

But they have a habit of spontaneously combusting at the least appropriate time.

As a firm lover of all bushes, I am shocked to hear this.





... Hey.

Now here's a TRUELY mind boggling moral dillema. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=564185) For one must choose whether either a great escape leading to the torment of mankind or imprisonment to keep mankind safe. :)

HEHEHEHEHE :p

Now here's a TRUELY mind boggling moral dillema. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=564185) For one must choose whether either a great escape leading to the torment of mankind or imprisonment to keep mankind safe. :)

HEHEHEHEHE :p

Oh hell, why not... pass the peyote buttons.

So you're stuck in a desert and start seeing things? One word: dehydration!

You are walking through the desert. You are carrying one semi-automatic handgun, a can of silly string, some cooking/fire-starting equipment, a toothpick, a camera-phone, personal lubricant/massage oil, steak seasoning, and the clothes on your back. Why do you have those things? I'll tell you why: I don't know. :eek:

Suddenly you discover a strange being lurking in a bush. It's a tiny, cute little alien with large, innocent eyes, wrinkled green skin and a childish demeanor.

No one else is out there with you. It's just you and this alien.

WHAT NOW?

Offer it the lubricant.

So you're stuck in a desert and start seeing things? One word: dehydration!

Hell, even if you're hallucinating and you know you're hallucinating, the question still remains: what are you gonna do with all these weird supplies and this alien/alien hallucination?