Is raping as common in the UK as is in the US? If it is, then I'd just go for American prison. Less time and maybe I could get inked up and put on some muscle.
If you found a briefcase full of money would you return it or spend it but live with a bad conscience?
Spend it, ha not even the slightest bit of doubt in my mind, I sometimes have dreams where I find a briefcase full of money.
American prisons are 10 times worse than British prisons, hence the question - you have rape, gangs, dormitory cells, all that **** - we have sky TV and playstations
Erm...... never caught BUT over Christmas I was staying at my dads and I was upstairs on my bed watching porn with the headphones in, my dad and my brother were downstairs watching TV, and I accidentally pulled the headphones out right in the middle of a particularly loud orgasm scene. I reacted quickly and hit the off button but a grand total of two loud moans were emitted before I got there. I have absolutely no idea whether my dad and brother heard them, it seemed so loud but that might have been in my head and I dont know how loud the TV was, and if they did hear they might not have known what it was...... anyway, nothing was mentioned but it wasn't til the next day before I dared show my face downstairs again.
Also want to throw in my enthusiastic support for Dr Pepper.
Would you rather be given a bag containing £100 (or dollars or whatever) in loose pennies, that you have to sort and change, or £75 in notes?
I take bills, **** change. I used to toss it before, and my then girlfriend at the time gave me a piggy bank. I put all my loose change in it, which in 6 months turned to 60 bucks. Not bad, but it's annoying. Plus change makes your hands smell.
Would you rather be stranded on an island by yourself with all your things and necessities but alone... or be stranded in a big foreign city with absolutely nothing but the clothes you're wearing?
Big foreign city, I'd be able to figure stuff out like where internet cafes / embassies etc were to try and get help. I'd **** myself if I was all alone on an island.
Toast or cereal? Explain.
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Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.