The Stories

Would you rather?



 * Okay! Ready? You gotta choose, or you'll never find true love! Would you rather have skin that smells of cheese, or a tongue that grows leg hair?


 * I have trouble seeing how either of those choices would ever allow me to find true love.


 * It's a game, dude! You have to choose. You know, like, would you rather pass wind through your nose, or smell with your backside?


 * Ugh, okay, whatever. Smell with my backside.


 * Would be pretty bad every time you sneeze.


 * Okay, can we change the subject? Anybody! Please?


 * Oh, oh, I've got a story! So, I was staying the night at my grandma's house in the woods, in the middle of nowhere, when I was woken up by this weird noise. Drip, drip, drip. It was coming from the kitchen. I crept across the hallway, it was getting louder and louder! Drip! Drip!


 * Sorry, I just got the butt sneeze thing.


 * I turned the handle, pushed open the door... And...  And...  And...well, someone had left the faucet on, so I turned it off and went back to bed.


 * I don't get it. What's the payoff here?


 * It was the faucet all along! Hahahahaha! Actually, it's not that funny.