Difficult Choices

[Cramulus]

YOU MUST CHOOSE

[Phox]

YOU MUST CHOOSE

Awwwwwwwww hell.... gimme a minute...

[ñͤͣ̄ͦ̌̑͗͊͛͂͗ ̸̨̨̣̺̼̣̜͙͈͕̮̊̈́̈͂͛̽͊ͭ̓͆ͅé ̰̓̓́ͯ́́͞]

That was too easy.

[Don Coyote]

YOU MUST CHOOSE

You fucking suck. I'll back to you in a few days.

[Phox]

Gotta go with the nachos. Then  I can sell some and make enough money for a one way ticket to the moon for my nachos and me.

[Eater of Clowns]

I don't even give that much a fuck about nachos.  A trip to the moon would be badass, though.  Plus I could meet Sam Rockwell!

[ñͤͣ̄ͦ̌̑͗͊͛͂͗ ̸̨̨̣̺̼̣̜͙͈͕̮̊̈́̈͂͛̽͊ͭ̓͆ͅé ̰̓̓́ͯ́́͞]

I don't even give that much a fuck about nachos.  A trip to the moon would be badass, though.  Plus I could meet Sam Rockwell!

Well, at least I get free nachos as long as I'm alive.

You moon nerds clearly didn't realize that there is no stipulation preventing you from accidentally getting your corpse crushed into insulation panels that happen to be on a spacecraft going to the moon and back.

[*GrumpButt*]

 

[Suu]

Man, this IS a difficult choice!

[Luna]

Nope, not tough.  Going to the moon.

I can MAKE nachos. 

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I WANT NACHOS!

BUT ROGER CAN'T HAVE NO NACHOS!

I WILL KILL YOU ALL.

AND AS FOR YOU FUCKERS ON THE ROCKET, I SHAT IN YOUR O² TANKS.  BASTARDS.

[Eater of Clowns]

I don't even give that much a fuck about nachos.  A trip to the moon would be badass, though.  Plus I could meet Sam Rockwell!

Well, at least I get free nachos as long as I'm alive.

You moon nerds clearly didn't realize that there is no stipulation preventing you from accidentally getting your corpse crushed into insulation panels that happen to be on a spacecraft going to the moon and back.

And you nacho jerkoffs didn't realize there's no stipulation preventing feces from being their primary topping

SO SCREW YOU I'd rather some astronaut wonder why one of their walls looks particularly hairy than eat poop.

[Dysfunctional Cunt]

Fuck that. I have teenagers to feed.  The moon ain't going anywhere.   

[ñͤͣ̄ͦ̌̑͗͊͛͂͗ ̸̨̨̣̺̼̣̜͙͈͕̮̊̈́̈͂͛̽͊ͭ̓͆ͅé ̰̓̓́ͯ́́͞]

I don't even give that much a fuck about nachos.  A trip to the moon would be badass, though.  Plus I could meet Sam Rockwell!

Well, at least I get free nachos as long as I'm alive.

You moon nerds clearly didn't realize that there is no stipulation preventing you from accidentally getting your corpse crushed into insulation panels that happen to be on a spacecraft going to the moon and back.

And you nacho jerkoffs didn't realize there's no stipulation preventing feces from being their primary topping

SO SCREW YOU I'd rather some astronaut wonder why one of their walls looks particularly hairy than eat poop.

FACT: There are never enough nacho toppings to cover all the chips.

I'll just eat around it.

[The Johnny]

Gotta go with the nachos. Then  I can sell some and make enough money for a one way ticket to the moon for my nachos and me.

THIS.

Infinite nachos = infinite money (AND CHEESE)