The Wrath of Khan in the Ass (Someone gets angrily buttfucked by Khan)

The Search for Spock in the Ass (Kirk and crew attempt to find Spock while he’s violating some ass)

The Final Frontier in the Ass (Someone discovers their prostate)

The Undiscovered Country in the Ass (Somone has yet to discover their prostate)

Generations in the Ass (Somone takes a load of semen anally)

First Contact in the Ass (Someone has their rim lovingly carressed)

Insurrection in the Ass (Someone ate something a bit too spicy)

Nemesis in the Ass (Someone is getting hatefucked by their mortal enemy)

$1 Million dollars is a lot of money and with these options you’re risks are: overdoing a pleasant snack (onion), discovering a new delicacy (century egg), an unpleasant flavor and texture (grub), or like twenty cumulative minutes of fiery pain (carolina reaper).

For $100, none of these are worth it unless we’re allowed to prepare them in some sort of dish. For $1000, I’ll eat a raw onion. For $10,000, anything but the grub, even all three.

For $1 Million? I’ll eat all four of these, raw (possibly wriggling), and ask for seconds, if required. I’d be a fool to do otherwise.