what if justin bieber and miley cyrus both fell of a cliff to their undeniable doom at 2500 ft above sea level into a flaming pit of lava and broken dreams.
I'd sabotage Katniss and cheat to help Peeta win. (I'd just volunteer in his place, but I think the ginormous boobs would give me away as not being male.)
What if you could pump your cock up by squeezing your nutsack? You know, like those pump up sneakers from a decade ago? Helps if you have the proper visual.
What if we're really the ghosts and we just can't see the alive people... And we don't remember how we died... And when we die we go to another dead world.
What if we're like puppets or something for giant people and our problems are their doing for their amusement?
Okay. So I have this series that I read. Pebbleinapond has a read them and his username is actually from the series. Anyway. In the last book for the first series in the end this whole army and their followers (millions if people) are all banished into this duplicate universe. The army that was banished are these horrible people that kill anyone in their path that don't follow their terms and surrender. The whole point of that gigantic group of millions of people that kill anyone who doesn't surrender to them is to get rid of magic. Eventually after 11 books the main character finds a way to banish anyone and everyone who believes that the evil are doing good to a duplicate world that is the same as that world just doesn't have magic. Anyway. I've left out a bunch of stuff and I think that this is actually what the author was implying. What if the books are true and that world is the one that we are in?
What if everyone had a spirit turtle, and how your spirit turtle acts with other spirit turtle reflects both how you and and how you would act with other people and each one has a unique shell design, even with twins. Two different turtles.
What if we're like puppets or something for giant people and our problems are their doing for their amusement?