Then I would have no online communication whatsoever with the sexiest guy at my school.
What if everyone but you suddenly forgot how to speak English but gained a remarkable fluency in German?
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
I'd say, "Dang it, why couldn't I have become fluent in French?" in German.
What if Christmas was canceled because there were snowstorms and no Rudolph to guide the sleigh?
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
What if you had to preform in front of a trillion people?
'We will never believe again, kick drum beating in my chest again, oh, we will never believe in anything again, preach electric to a microphone stand.'
It all depends on what I'm doing and how much time I had to prepare for it. But I would probably be extremely nervous, with butterflies in my stomach, I wouldn't want to go on, but I would end up doing it anyway.
I would be almost completely isolated from human contact.
What if you got partnered in a dance with the one guy at your school whom you cannot stand? XP
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
I'd 'accidentally' stumble around, standing on his toes.
What if the ugliest guy in school asked you out, and so did the hottest guy, but the ugliest guy was going to die in two weeks from cancer?
That night she drew her swan breath in a bed Made soft with all her razor blades, That kissed her wrists with the romance you lacked. As the hands that you’d kissed now dealt the trades
Say sorry to both, but I've already got someone in mind.
What if you were trapped in a horror movie and couldn't get out until the end...if you made it through alive?
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Well I think i'd die emotionally and physically. I definitely would not be able to take it on but...there is always my Apple-fu strength that could really destroy anyone that came to close to me!
What if you were given tickets to a Justin Beiber concert...on ice!
I'd stare and then pass out. Then when I woke up and saw him again I don't know. I'll tell ya when it happens. What if someone swore they had a magic hat that could make you invisable if you were in public? But for the hat to work you had to be stark naked.
You're new? Great seas! Why haven't you gone to the Buddy System yet?
I'd demand a trial run first to make sure they were telling the truth. (Though I gotta admit, it would be pretty dang fun to run about in public wearing nothing but a strange hat.....)
What if woke up one morning and discovered that you had somehow changed into the opposite sex?
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
I'd probably be one of the first to go. Or I'd end up blasting everyone because I couldn't trust them.
What if your parents adopted another baby?
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
