Do you reckon you’d be MORE or LESS happy if you were a head in a jar like in Futurama?
- MORE happy if I was a head in a jar like in Futurama
- LESS happy if I was a head in a jar like in Futurama
I’m going with MORE happy if I was a head in a jar like in Futurama, because I resent having to clean and maintain this flesh prison that’s slowly rotting from the inside out until it stops working altogether, when most of my enjoyment comes from the inner life that takes place in my brain. Couple of arm attachments so I can still play musical instruments, scalp massages instead of sex, all basically fine.