Would You Rather?

Buried alive - the ten tons would crush me and I wouldn't suffer for long. And I strongly discourage anyone from googling "Pain Olympics".

Would you rather be locked in a room for ten hours with seven sweaty D&D nerds, or with seven fat, ugly female cosplayers?
 
I know D&D nerds, they're not as bad as people think, just annoying. I'll choose them.

Hairs put out of your head a clump at a time or toenails ripped off?