IS FUN DEAD?

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Suppose I have a godly essence of fun perfectly preserved in a bottle, a photograph of said essence in a bottle, a bottle of scotch, or the option of a quick and painless death.

Which would you choose?

The one who picks essence is NAIVE
The one who picks photograph is a COMEDIAN
The one who picks scotch is an ADULT
The one who picks death is EXHAUSTED

or Childhood -> Adolescence -> Adulthood -> Old Age

1)it is in childhood naivety that we trust advertisers and the hand that feeds to tell us fun frosted flakes and chuckie cheeses and commercial companies standing to make a profit have effectively, bottled fun, and it is available to who else but you! Being a child this cost responsibility falls upon your parents and thus your fun is free.

2)In adolescence, we are now too cool for those gay ass lame cartoons man. The furby that once enticed us, is now but a punchline on our hot topic t-shirt. Thus we carry a photograph of the essence, and now engage in a more meta discussion of the bottled fun. Fun is free, as long as you can be witty about it, you class clown you.

3) Ahh the scotch, or drug of choice. I needn't delve into what can go wrong here, abuse and cyclical depression culminating into "real world problems".Yes, the fun has not only become not free, but with your job you have the added pleasure of bottling up fun for the tykes, added with that knowing spice of hypocrisy thanks to your cynical teen years. You're the man now dog.

4)Finally, fuck this charade, You've chosen the noble path of suicide. (Oft cited as the most philosophically sound option)
You are tired, not having any fun, shitting over your own morals, and probably in debt to someone or something.