Would You Rather

Wednesday, November 23rd

Sat with: Clique #13
Accompanied by: Steph

Table 13 is another accomplishment in women rights' history. I don't think anyone's ever sat there but eighth grade boys- except last year, when they were seventh grade boys.

Conversation:
Quin: . . . Dude, so then the ghost will like, dive out from behind his motorcycle and tip the cow over- Hey Lauren, hey Steph- and then the clown'll be all like-
Me: So, Steph-
Elijah: Aw, dude, wait, I got one. So, would you rather have to fight off zombies with a fire extinguisher or a machete?
All: Fire extinguisher!
Quin: Nah, what about this- would you rather fall out of a plane with a parachute but have no idea how to use it, or, fall out of a plane with no parachute, but the magical ability to land on your feet no matter where you land?
Elijah: Aw, dude, that's a toughie.
Me: No, it isn't.
Steph: Okay, I've got one for you.
Quin: Okay, shoot.
Steph: Would you rather be Justin Bieber or Joe Jonas?
Me: Steph, I don't think that's the kind of question they're-
Quin: Aw, man, like, I would be Joe, but then I would like shoot Justin Bieber and then I would hang myself-
Elijah: Yeah, and when Bieber's ghost came back to haunt you-
Quin: Dude! A ghost can't haunt you if you're dead!
Elijah: Yeah but like, what if he came back before you were dead and he possessed you?
Quin: Well then I would, like, kill us both at the same time so then we could both haunt Miley Cyrus.
Elijah: Yeah, but you'd still be Joe Jonas, right?
Steph:Whispered What touching life lesson are you supposed to get out of this one?
Me: I'll think of something!

Conclusion: Fine, Steph. You got me. Not touching life lesson. But hey, it was a fun table.