It’s a battle as old as time itself. Chocolate or vanilla? Let’s say you wake up and you’re in a chair in a small room. There’s a couple big, rough hewn and unpleasant looking Russian fellows standing on either side of you and in front of you, there are two tubs of ice cream. One is vanilla, the other is chocolate. You can only choose one and there is no escape. You must eat the ice cream. Which do you choose?
And no, the ice cream isn’t poisonous or any stupid shit like that. It’s just normal, good ice cream. The Russian terrorists wanted to do something nice for you. But you do have to choose between whether you like chocolate or vanilla more.