Would you rather?

[The Seamstress]

Mahogany.

You loose a bet, and now have to do one totally silly and out-of-character thing: Would you rather dye your hair neon-yellow and talk with a squeaky duck-voice for a week (going to work and all), or climb a tree in a park and yell "Dingdong I'm Big Ben" really loudly for an hour (or as long as you can without being arrested)?

[Jubal]

Tree climbing!

You have been elected to a random parliament, but can choose whether to be a parliamentarian in Bhutan or in Uruguay. Which would you rather?

[The Seamstress]

Hm, I'm definitely not qualified for any political position anywhere, but I guess Bhutan sounds not too bad a place to live and work? So I'd go there.

Some evil wizard turns you into a teapot, irreversibly. Would you rather spend the rest of your teapot-life in a café or in the home of a friendly old village witch?

[Jubal]

Hm, the cafe, more people and more interest.

Would you rather eat a sugar-cube size block of salt or of sugar?

[The Seamstress]

Sugar!

Would you rather own a dustbin that turns everything you put in into crystals, or an oven that turns everything into bricks?