>You are shipwrecked and washed ashore on an unknown island. After many strange dreams of twisted gnarled shapes rising out of an inferno and again disappearing into the flames, you awaken. You find yourself being carried in a bamboo chair with poles underneath on either side.. You are covered with some kind of paint, wearing an ornate head dress and not much more. After what seems like an eternity you reach your destination. Your are gently placed on the ground in front of what must be their king because he is wearing a headdress which is so heavy that you are amazed that he can keep his head up.
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>Amazingly he is able to communicate not with words but with images in your mind. Roughly translated. You have trespassed upon their sacred land. You are allowed to make one statement. If you lie you will be thrown to the alligators. If you tell the truth you will be thrown into a volcano.
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>What is the one statement that you can make that will save your life.

Say "I'll be thrown to the alligators" (or "I won't be thrown into a volcano") and you will freak everyone up.