Wednesday, August 19, 2009

I'll have some Lather with my Rather

The last "Would you rather ..." poll question has closed. It was the first of its kind on TRB (The Rules Boy). With its close comes a new era: the dawn of poll analysis. There will be many more. Please take the time to vote on the next poll. I will publish results, analysis, and interpretations as I see fit.

The question: Would you rather …
  • Eat a pad of post-its
  • Eat a roll of scotch tape
  • Eat a piece of cake that tastes like poo
  • Eat a piece of poo that tastes like cake

Clearly, two things can be deducted by this poll. First, only 13 people will survive some sort of disaster that leaves only office supplies, cake, and poo to eat. Second, over 50% of the world population likes the taste of poo.

Total Votes: 13

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Top 10: Cheap Dates


Spending money is hard to do. Spending it on someone who you are unsure about is even worse.

10. Play video games. Girls love this. I especially recommend Halo.
9. Make-out … and whatever else she will allow.
8. Find some water and a floating device. Use your imagination.
7. Yoda or Pilots. These are apparently some kind of stretching exercises that women enjoy.
6. Workout. Go to the gym and show her your max bench.
5. Trade clothes and walk around your "downtown." You'll fit in.
4. Shop, try on crazy stuff, take pics – do NOT buy anything.
3. Retail Paintball – hide out and shoot customers walking out of large retail giants (Wal-Mart, Target, etc). Show them who’s boss!
2. Job Shadow – have her come to work for a day.
1. Cancel, Ditch, or be a No-Show.

Honorable Mention:
Dress up as football players and have your pets fight.

Have any great cheap date ideas? Please tell.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

The Black Hole

Oh the harshness of space
The suffocating expanse
Where no being can dwell
Such is her heart.

She came to my life
It was more than a dream
her whim-bound eyes
Drew me closer, continually.

Her arms were as nebuli
her face, the moon
I was a deep-space explorer
She was my doom.