Here’s the deal. You’ve been kidnapped by a wealthy, but sick and twisted nutbag who offers you a choice before he kills you.
You may dine on the greatest meal you’ve ever had prepared by the top chefs in the world. Even top gourmet writers have never had a meal so magnificently delicious. $10,000 bottle of the best wine ever made? No problem. Obviously, this last meal is damn the calories!
OR
Sex with the hottest man or woman you could possibly imagine. You would have your choice of partner from a long list of candidates. Tall, short, fat, skinny, big feet, big… other things, and so on. Whatever floats your boat. Not only does this person meet your visual desires, but will do whatever you want to and with you before the ax falls.
And no, you can’t eat the meal off the stomach of the sexual plaything. So, which will you choose, buddy? The great debate has always been, food or sex? Which is better? It’s now or never…
I want skull fuck the nutbag, then leave a nice cleveland steamer on them.
I saw this cute little sheep out in the field this morning. You think she’d be available?
Hmm, let’s see….
Wine or…
Scarlett Johansson or
Kate Beckinsale or
Jessical Alba or
Halle Berry or
Adriana Lima or
Kiran Chetry or
Charlize Theron or…
….have I made my point?
Sick!
I’d tell the sick and twisted nutbag I wanted to do him in the butt, then before he kill me I’d tell him I had AIDS.
I just love “abstract” thought experiments.
Hrrumph.
The way things are going for me I’d settle for a good nights sleep without getting up every hour to piss before he offed me.
I’d take the sex. I don’t think I could enjoy the mail knowing I was going to die, and I wouldn’t enjoy eating it alone that much anyway. If I could enjoy it with the person of my choice that might make a difference. At least I know the sex would be good and I could be with the person that I wanted to, and the fantasic sex would help take my mind off of what’s coming, no pun intended.
Lets change the question abit…
you are at home Alone…
your choice…
Sex with the first person that comes threw the door
Or
Food?
Masturbate thinking of the Virgin Mary and just before I am going to ejaculate I’d picture myself piercing Jesus’ side on the crucifix. And at the moment of orgasm I’ll scream, “Oh my God”. Just before I’m killed I’ll ask the Holy Spirit for forgiveness and return to Heaven where I came from.
#41: You’re gonna need asbestos shorts where you’re goin’ with thoughts like that! LOLOL
“prepared by the top chef’s in the world.”
Prepared by the top chef’s what? His favorite ingredients? His best frying pan?
[yes, I know spelling and punctuation digs are lame]
in any event, I would take the sex.
[ed. Fixed!]
#19…Eggman….if your a typical 20 y/o male…..you would take the food……lol
I probably would go for the meal…..sex is so overrated. 🙂
Sex…
That way I can say that “I came and went.. “
Does liquor count? Give me a fifth of Jack and a bag of ice. Three hours later and you can feed me to the dogs or cut my head off. I won’t have a care in the world. Playing my guitar while I get loaded would be be icing on the cake.
sex definately
Does make me think==why do condemned men get a last meal, but not a last lay?
Neither.
I wouldn’t give Larry Ellison the satisfaction.
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sex please!
I would request sex with the rich nutjob, and since I could ask for any kind of sex, of course, I’d want to have snuff sex in which he dies. Then I’d probably go out and have a nice meal somewhere. He’s the one that made the deal!
I’d take the sex
What would Jeffrey Dahmer do?
I don’t think I could get it up knowing I was going to die after. I’d probably give it a shot, though.
The one that has the highest likelihood of the tale of my fate reaching the press (for ego’s sake) and law enforcement (so the sick son of a bitch gets taken care of).
Honestly, in the face of sex or food, most of you missed the fact that you’re about to die. Pathetic.
Sex ’til I drop dead!!!
Food for sure because I don’t want the poor women grieving over her loss when I was gone.
Regardless of what one chooses…the killer gets to watch… I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. I choose neither.
Sex (but just one question: do time & space count?)
Well what’s wrong with having your cake and eating it too?
Is there anything in the rules that says I can’t eat the girl?
i’d ask to screw the axe man. Even though I’m straight, I would tear that guy apart and shame him. No way is my murderer getting away scot free.