In the event you’ve ever been on a long road trip or invited to a slumber party or spent a year as an eighth grader, you’ve likely played “Would You Rather.”
The rules are amazingly easy and universally understood. But on the off-chance you’re visiting us from outer space, here’s how the “Would You Rather” game works: You start by presenting a predicament of two equally horrid-seeming (or sometimes equally enticing alternatives to the other player.
You afterward smirk as the other player wrestles with this kind of impossible scenario. Once they decide the things that they consider to be the less dreadful of two atrocious situations, it’s their turn to come up with a predicament for you.
The game is a regular section on the Comedy Hit! Hit! podcast. Star guests including Ice-T and Bernie Sanders are asked by host Scott Aukerman to select the things that they believe to be the best of two dreadful scenarios.
The beauty of “Would You Rather” is its simplicity. The game needs no advance knowledge and no abilities outside a little ingenuity. But it’s just as fun as the folks you play with. There is no denying that the more illogical and sometimes X-rated “Would You Rather” gets, the more enjoyable it becomes.
For a little inspiration, here are some uncomfortable proposals compiled from Reddit, either.io, and our sick, sick imaginations.
Real Life “Would You Rather” questions
Would you rather develop pounds or be prohibited from the world wide web for a month?
Would you rather an unrecognizable child photo of you be the topic of a vicious internet meme (i.e. Ermahgerd Girl that continues for years, or be the laughingstock of Twitter for a day?
Would you rather accidentally “like” a two-year-old photo of your significant other’s ex whom you were in the middle of Facebook stalking, or accidentally send a sext to your mom?
Would you rather be trolled by members of the alt-right or members of Gamergate?
Would you rather have to read every word of the “terms and conditions” when you’re prompted to, or need to ask your parents for permission each time you have sex?
Would you rather be a millionaire or live in the world of Harry Potter?
Would you rather live in the world of Star Wars or heal a rare kind of cancer?
Would you rather be allergic to chocolate or sensitive to smartphones?
Would you rather have your Seamless account hacked and all the details made public, or have all your files and folders filled with pornography?
Would you rather have your Netflix viewing history made public or your Spotify listening history made public?
Would you rather be in a real-life version of The Walking Dead or a real-life version of Game of Thrones?
Would you rather be permanently prohibited from Tinder or be permanently prohibited from all grocery stores within a -mile radius of where you reside?
Would you rather have a hacker swoop in and publicize all the selfies you’ve taken in the past year (without filters or have your personal email hacked?
Would you rather lose the capability to vote in elections or the ability to say anything on social media (including commenting on people’s Facebook posts or liking their photographs on Instagram?
Would you rather have the ability to discover why someone you’re dating phantoms on you or the ability to see genuine phantoms?
Would you rather lose every one of the photographs you’ve taken on your own smartphone this year or lose every one of the publications you have?
Would you rather gain buddies in real life or , followers on Twitter?
Would you rather lose access to a smartphone for a year and get a percent raise on the job or retain your smartphone and the same wages?
Would you rather have the last five photographs on your own camera roll appear on a billboard in Times Square or have every unflattering photo you’ve untagged yourself from on Facebook reappear overnight?
Would you rather be able to select the individual who becomes the following President of the United States or the person who directs Star Wars: Episode X?
Would you rather be made to drink only pumpkin spice lattes and no other java for the rest of your life or simply LaCroix for the rest of your life?
Would you rather lose your eligibility to text or lose your skill to provide a high five?
Would you rather sound like Jar-Jar Binks for the rest of your life or Siri?
Would you rather lose the ability to utilize GPS for the rest of your life or lose the capability to use a debit or credit card?
Would you rather don only Sailor Moon outfits for the rest of your life or dress such as the cast of Hamilton for the rest of your life?
Would you rather have the ability to see every text that wasn’t sent to you or the skill to see every text that is about you?
Would you rather have naked photographs of you leaked on the net but not seen by anyone you know or inadvertently moon everyone at work during an important meeting?
Would you rather be made to talk like Donald Trump’s Twitter feed for a year or bingewatch every single episode of The Apprentice?
Would you rather have eyes that can film everything or ears that can record everything?
Would you rather be doxed by Anonymous or have your information leaked in a health insurance provider hack?
Would you rather have Reddit take up percent of your day or gag take up percent of your day?
Would you rather eat the Twitter bird or the World Wildlife Fund panda?
Would you rather consistently get stuck in traffic or consistently have a really slow internet connection?
Would you rather have a flying car or have Tbps Internet connection?
Would you rather get chosen for the Hunger Games or the Triwizard Tournament?
Would you rather get trolled on Twitter by hundreds or get called an bad name on the street by a stranger?
Would you rather read everything that Kim Kardashian has ever tweeted or be forced to just use Kimoji for the rest of your life?
Would you rather be made to see your buddies just once a month or lose Twitter followers each month?
Would you rather have infinite storage space on your own iPhone or unlimited storage space in real-life?
Would you rather live out the Zola tweet storm in real life or have to follow DJ Khaled’s advice for a month?
Would you rather have Google search results for your name confused with a condemned killer or a famous pornstar?
Would you rather give the remaining part of the web control over your Twitter account or give your mom control over your Tinder account?
Would you rather have every photo on your own cellphone play as a slideshow for your family or let your grandmother read your text messages with your significant other?
Would you rather be a extremely successful YouTube star who is inadvertently embraced by chan or a uploader everyone honors but no one watches?
Would you rather have the capability to teleport each time you fart or treat any wound by crying at it?
Would you rather have every Tinder match be able to read your other messages or never manage to use computers or smartphones for dating again?
Would you rather be able to talk to your pet or to those who are dead via Facebook messenger?
Would you rather take a glance at your Mom or your Dad’s web history?
Would you rather have male birth control or six weeks of maternity leave for every woman?
Would you rather have dogs or cats permanently prohibited from your Instagram web feed?
Would you rather sucker punch a Nazi or get into a televised discussion with a Nazi asserting against their points?
Would you rather have a chilly three months out of the year or need to see a doctor to get viral marketing out of your head?
Would you rather always use LOL-speak in real life, even at funerals, or just communicate using a string of emoji that pop up over your head?
Would you rather be a loser on The Bachelor or a victor on Jeff Foxworthy’s American Bible Challenge?
Would you rather have your most humiliating moment got in a GIF that goes viral or confront your greatest fear?
Would you rather never have to improve your personal computer or never have to improve your smartphone?
Would you rather have Batman’s abilities, cash, gear, and lifestyle or ending offense around the world for good but be poor and unnoticed?