Full House

A mad scientist friend offers you a chip that would allow you to know what the people you’re talking to are thinking. The catch: you can’t turn it off. Do you accept the chip?


I’ve got enough voices screaming inside my head –
the muses, the pain in the butts, even the dead
why should I want to know what everyone else is thinking
unless you’ve got some vodka to go with it so I can start drinking
and join in the party already going on the inside
deafen the rest of the world on the outside?
What use will this life be to me when I go stir crazy?
It’s already a full house, mate, as you can very well see.

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