Tuesday, November 08, 2005
McFat Quiz
The Mysterious Cloaked Figure has posted his latest Astonishing Test:
1) There's good news and there's bad news. The good news is that, for a few brief moments, you've experienced a taste of a super power, a one-time only psychic flash of a future event. The bad news is that you're now the only person on the planet who knows that an asteroid is going to collide with the Earth in three days. People are going to have a hard time believing your story--what do you do?
Oh, man. Like I need this pressure.
I'm going to need more information than this. Is the collision going to be fatal to all life on earth? Or is the damage going to be relatively small, compared to what one might expect from such an event? Is it going to wipe out all life, or just some life? And, if just some life, is it going to be in the area where I live? And are we talking about my home town being wiped out, or my whole state, or the whole East Coast? Or, all of America? Or is it, by chance, just going to hit France? Geez, the possibilities are endless.
If all life is going to be wiped out... or even all life in my part of the world, I don't guess I'd say anything about it to anyone. Why bother? Why start a panic? I'd just go into work and tell the supervisor of my department that he could kiss my behind because I quit, and then I'd go home and just hang out with the family for our last three days. Although we'd still not enjoy it because they'd be all like "Why'd you quit your job? Why? WHY?!??" Like I need that pressure, on top of everything else.
On the other hand, if it's just going to wipe out France, I'd just tell all my friends to have their VCRs and Tivos set to record the news in three days.
2) If you could be marooned on a desert island with any three sitcom stars, past or present, who would they be and why?
They'd be ALF, The Bear from BJ and The Bear, and Carla from Cheers. To pass the time, Carla and The Bear and I would throw rocks at ALF. You have no idea how much I hate ALF.
3) Who and what was your first pet? Alternately, if you've never had a pet, feel free to explain why.
My first pet was a German Shepherd puppy who I only had for three days when I was about four years old. My parents took him back to the breeder because he kept trying to eat my face.
4) What's the worst thing you've ever tasted, intentionally or otherwise?
When I worked in radio, I was a two-pack-a-day smoker. I also had a bad habit of using Coke cans as ash-trays, dropping one cigarette butt after another into half-empty Coke cans if I didn't think I was going to drink anymore. On one particular night I was very busy and... you know, just remembering this makes me feel like I'm gonna puke.
5) After months of research, you finally perfect a cybernetic helmet that will allow its wearer to operate any vehicle with quick reflexes and unparalleled expertise. Such a device would have to be tested first, and you wouldn't risk anyone else's life but your own, noble scientist that you are. What do you drive/fly/sail first and where?
This is a silly question. I'd do the same thing everyone else would do. I'd commission the construction of a 75 foot tall tricycle and peddle it at light speed to Alaska, honking the bike horn like a fiend the whole way.
Oh, man. Like I need this pressure.
I'm going to need more information than this. Is the collision going to be fatal to all life on earth? Or is the damage going to be relatively small, compared to what one might expect from such an event? Is it going to wipe out all life, or just some life? And, if just some life, is it going to be in the area where I live? And are we talking about my home town being wiped out, or my whole state, or the whole East Coast? Or, all of America? Or is it, by chance, just going to hit France? Geez, the possibilities are endless.
If all life is going to be wiped out... or even all life in my part of the world, I don't guess I'd say anything about it to anyone. Why bother? Why start a panic? I'd just go into work and tell the supervisor of my department that he could kiss my behind because I quit, and then I'd go home and just hang out with the family for our last three days. Although we'd still not enjoy it because they'd be all like "Why'd you quit your job? Why? WHY?!??" Like I need that pressure, on top of everything else.
On the other hand, if it's just going to wipe out France, I'd just tell all my friends to have their VCRs and Tivos set to record the news in three days.
They'd be ALF, The Bear from BJ and The Bear, and Carla from Cheers. To pass the time, Carla and The Bear and I would throw rocks at ALF. You have no idea how much I hate ALF.
My first pet was a German Shepherd puppy who I only had for three days when I was about four years old. My parents took him back to the breeder because he kept trying to eat my face.
When I worked in radio, I was a two-pack-a-day smoker. I also had a bad habit of using Coke cans as ash-trays, dropping one cigarette butt after another into half-empty Coke cans if I didn't think I was going to drink anymore. On one particular night I was very busy and... you know, just remembering this makes me feel like I'm gonna puke.
This is a silly question. I'd do the same thing everyone else would do. I'd commission the construction of a 75 foot tall tricycle and peddle it at light speed to Alaska, honking the bike horn like a fiend the whole way.
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Damnit, I was gonna say giant tricycle! OK, I wasn't. I have to agree with Lorna's assessment. And protest that the test is, in fact, McBigboned....
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