For all we know this whole tweet is a lie. It’s a paradox.
Need a third party who actually knows the truth of both siblings to fully understand who likes big butts.
I think it is more important to establish which door is which, than who likes which butts.
This can be achieved by asking
“Which door your brother point to if I ask him to point the door with the death?” The death will be behind the other door.But if butts are more important for you, you can modify the question to ask about butts.
What do you mean if ?
Found a butt person!
“Which door would your brother point to if I asked him who prefers a donk to a heinie?”
I think congressional hearings are needed
What do those have to do with truth finding?
Nothing. I just like wasting time and taxpayer money.
That’s a solid platform,! Where do I send campaign donations?
Jarring reading this as my inner voice goes from singing the song and switching to a riddle-reading voice.
Pro tip:
Instead of: “Is this the road to the wizard?”
Ask: “Are you the kind of person who could claim this is the road to the wizard?”
The truth-teller and liar will both give the same answer.
Except they were both lying about their lying abilities and can lie or tell the truth whenever they want
Or they can decide to lie or tell the truth, but a mysterious curse forces them to do the opposite as they go to form the words.
Not sure Nelson Goodman had a general solution for that one.
To the first guy: What size posterior would your counter-part say they like?
“How’re you guys doing? Like mentally? Sending this many people to their deaths must have weighed on you. It’s difficult to adjudicate borders, so you place the fate of others in the hands of something separate from you. Something guiltless. At night, beside a comforting fire and lush with drinks, I imagine that you reassure one another of your innocence. ‘The traveler didn’t die because we sent them to their death, the puzzle killed them.’ That’s a hard way to live and I’m sorry that you have to live it.”
*in unison* “I’m doing alright.” A tear rolls down the cheek of the brother on the left. You’ve got him.
Truth-telling brother bears none of the moral weight, of course. In his head he’s never lied, never done anything wrong, it’s everyone else who failed to trust him.
Hey Mr only tells lies did you know it’s opposite day?
If anaconda is still a metaphor then I gladly will take death
Do you like Flo-jo?
I cast j lo ass of fire
