So I was asked this by my friends kid. Would you rather live in the most boring place in the world, or be a hat? So to spice it up a little here are some rules.
If you live in the most boring place in the world: you can never leave, everything you do there and everyone else there is boring, you all live in a perpetual state of boredom.
If you choose to be a hat: you are not magical and can not talk, to anyone not a hat you are just a regular hat. If other hat people are around you can talk with them, but you don’t know if there are other hat people until you are a hat so you might be alone. You can be any kind of hay you want
So lemmy I ask again, would you rather live in the most boring place in the world, or be a hat? And if you are really feeling spicy why?
Plot twist: mind control does work and most of the Catholic Church woes are due to a super-intelligent but backward-thinking and sometimes pedophiliac race of hats
And as the biggest it it means my jib it’s to… is to… oh fuck.