(Have no idea what this is in reference to? Read my earlier explanation.)

You meet your soul mate. However, there’s a catch: every three years, someone will break both of your soul mate’s collarbones with a Crescent wrench, and there is only one way you can stop this from happening: you must swallow a pill that will make every song you hear – for the rest of your life – sound as if it’s being performed by the band Alice in Chains. When you hear Creedence Clearwater Revival on the radio, it will sound (to your ears) like it’s being played by Alice in Chains. If you see Radiohead live, everyone of their tunes will sound like it’s being covered by Alice in Chains. When you hear a commercial jingle on TV, it will sound like Alice in Chains; if you sing to yourself in the shower, your voice will sound like the deceased Alice vocalist Layne Staley performing a cappella (but it will only sound way to you). Would you swallow the pill?

Oh my, this is a tough one. I really like this question, it stumps a lot of people. I have a dear friend is is just about as passionate about love as she is music, and I was only a little surprised when she answered that she would not swallow the pill. I am not as much of a music enthusiast as so many people seem to be, but I do enjoy it and I while I’m not completely adverse to Alice in Chains, any band heard over and over again would get old real fast. I would sooner opt to omit music from my life than only hear Layne Staley for the rest of it. Still, collarbone smashing sounds just wretched, and to have it happen every three years so someone I even remotely like, let alone my soul mate (I don’t happen to believe in this concept - but I’ll play along), when I have the power to prevent this would be too awful a burden to carry on my shoulders, just so I could get my fix of Nina Simone. Pill it is!