The Big Question
At the last family reunion a few weeks ago, I introduced a new game for the dinner table — a game I have dubbed This or That. In a nutshell, a person is given two choices of two things that would happen to them and they have to pick which one they’d prefer to deal with.
It’s nothing new. Nothing groundbreaking. Just fun. The most recent choice is this:
1. You wake up and find out there’s a dead raccoon carcass in your stomach. The doctors cannot remove it nor can you “pass it” in the bathroom. Periodically, you burp and taste it. You will live with this for the rest of your life.
2. You must eat a live cat.
Surpringly, most people would prefer to have the raccoon in their stomach. I would personally eat a live cat because it would be one moment of horror, but I wouldn’t keep tasting the damn thing every time I burped. There’s nothing worse that finishing a beer and burping and tasting Anchor Steam and raccoon stank.