A week with no sleep, 'cause I'd never be able to make it a year.
WYR spend a month eating food you love, and food you hate the rest of your life, or spend a year eating food you hate, and food you love the rest of your life?
Listen to the Super Mario theme song for 24 hours. At least I wouldn't end up dying violently a hundred times over (I'd probably want to die, but that's not the point).
WYR be savagely attacked by a sabre-toothed laptop or strangled slowly by your own earphones (which are playing Call Me Maybe)?
The backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done.
Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses. — Ann Landers