It’s been a couple of years since the ending of ‘How I Met Your Mother’ brought the saga of the Slap Bet to a close, but there’s still one thing that gnaws at me.  When Barney lost Marshall’s challenge, he had the option of taking ten slaps in the face immediately, or five slaps at random times of Marshall’s choice.  On the one hand, taking the ten would get the pain out of the way as quickly as possible, but then again, why get slapped ten times when you can only get slapped five?  Barney discovered the hard way that the anticipation of worrying about getting slapped was nearly as bad as the actual strike itself, leading us to today’s impactful query…

The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) would prefer no slaps at all, but that’s because I avoid discomfort at all costs, asking: You’ve lost a Slap Bet!  Ten slaps now, or five slaps that can be doled out any time between now and infinity?


  1. February 7, 2018 at 12:34 pm — Reply

    Depends who is doing the slapping. If it were you, I’ll just take it all at once. But if it were, say, Ayumi Kinoshita, I’ll take it over time so I can hopefully see her multiple times.

  2. February 7, 2018 at 1:21 pm — Reply

    In most cases might as well get on with it and do it right now. There are few people I’d actually want to do it with, just to be able to tell what happened, for example pro wrestlers Kenta Kobashi and Minoru Suzuki. I’m not sure if I’d live to tell about it, though.

  3. Toric
    February 7, 2018 at 9:27 pm — Reply

    Give me my ten slaps now.

    The problem with slap debt is that I’ll forget about it. And then one day you’ll slap me for what I think is no reason at all, I’ll deck you in the face, and before we know it the building’s on fire and both our cars are underwater.

    So keep the collateral damage to a minimum. Slap me now so we can all move on.

  4. February 8, 2018 at 8:26 am — Reply

    10 now, like ripping off a band-aid, but more slappery. As an aside, the slap bet stuff was my favorite aspect of that show!

  5. February 9, 2018 at 9:27 am — Reply

    Yep, definitely 10 now.

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