You're approached one day by a man carrying a briefcase. He opens his case, and in it is $10,000. It's all yours, and all you have to do is give him your soul. There's paperwork to validate this transaction. Do you sell your soul?
There's been a disturbing trend of disappearing cats in your SO's neighborhood (or your neighborhood, if you live together). One day, while in the garage, you see a cage with the biggest snake you've ever seen. S/he comes clean when confronted, and says that s/he's been feeding the cats in the neighborhood to the snake because mice and rats are too small. This has been going on for 3 months. How do you react?
You visit a psychic, who's startlingly accurate on everything, including the color underwear you wore that morning and the toothpaste used last night. Then she drops a bombshell. "It is fated that you will be hit by a Wal-Mart truck tomorrow. You will suffer a traumatic head injury that will make you lose all memories of everything before 3 years ago. Everything from your birth to 2004 is wiped clean. Permanently. However, the Wal-Mart company, when sued, will give you a settlement so large you will never have to work again. This is set to happen tomorrow at noon where you normally park your car. You can avoid your fate by simply staying in all day". What do you do?
Ladies, for $2,500....Paris Hilton has just spent the last hour on the treadmill and doing lunges. Lots of lunges (google if you don't know what that is). After she's done, you have to put on and wear over your naked bottom the thong she was wearing the full hour. Then, you go about your business and must wear her underwear for the next 2 hours. Would you do it?