Cause you know, hopping on the bandwagon is cool, kids!
Achilles heel: In my foot.
Battle cry: Avocado Avocado!
Casket size: The ocean. (creamated and thrown into, you see)
Deformity: I'm perfect. Fuck you.
Embarrassing nickname: Jolly Green Giant. Don't ask why.
Fish I’d most like to be if I were somehow, for some reason, forced to be turned into a fish: Humuhumunukunukuapua'a, Yeah bitch!
Getaway route: Back away slowly, then run like hell!
Hillbilly name (click here): Betty Rose Rambler
Inanimate object I most resemble: A statue?
“Jack”, Favorite blogger named: I don't understand the question.
Knot I have most trouble untying: Celtic knots.
Last lesson learned: I'm fucking awesome.
Middle letter of middle name: Trick question. My online persona has no middle name.
Nearest Chinese restaurant: Mongolian BBQ
Oldest person I know: My great aunt Shirley. She's 82.
Pancakes, Favorite topping for: Syrup. Occasionally I like to keep things classic.
Quality I wish I had more of: Patience.
Rap artist I’d most like to chillax with: Snoop Dogg.
Salad dressing I despise most: The red kind without raspberries.
TV show I wish would disappear forever: Everything that is considered Reality Television. Its junk media and destroying our culture. But more on that later.
Underwear, Favorite kind/color: I just bought these lace trimmed grey with white polka dot panties. Super cute.
Vice that I wish I could do away with: Being unadulteratedly mean to those who may or may not deserve it, without feeling guilty later.
Website that I check first every day: Slog.
Xerox, Funniest thing I’ve copied on: Remember when chain letters were sent through the mail? Yeah. Back when I was like, 5.
“Yes,” Dumbest thing to which I’ve answered: Hey little girl, wanna see something? Come here!
Zombie, Favorite “brain” dish if I ever became a: Haha. Just got that these were in alphebetical order. As for my favorite dish? Brain Tartar.
Achilles heel: In my foot.
Battle cry: Avocado Avocado!
Casket size: The ocean. (creamated and thrown into, you see)
Deformity: I'm perfect. Fuck you.
Embarrassing nickname: Jolly Green Giant. Don't ask why.
Fish I’d most like to be if I were somehow, for some reason, forced to be turned into a fish: Humuhumunukunukuapua'a, Yeah bitch!
Getaway route: Back away slowly, then run like hell!
Hillbilly name (click here): Betty Rose Rambler
Inanimate object I most resemble: A statue?
“Jack”, Favorite blogger named: I don't understand the question.
Knot I have most trouble untying: Celtic knots.
Last lesson learned: I'm fucking awesome.
Middle letter of middle name: Trick question. My online persona has no middle name.
Nearest Chinese restaurant: Mongolian BBQ
Oldest person I know: My great aunt Shirley. She's 82.
Pancakes, Favorite topping for: Syrup. Occasionally I like to keep things classic.
Quality I wish I had more of: Patience.
Rap artist I’d most like to chillax with: Snoop Dogg.
Salad dressing I despise most: The red kind without raspberries.
TV show I wish would disappear forever: Everything that is considered Reality Television. Its junk media and destroying our culture. But more on that later.
Underwear, Favorite kind/color: I just bought these lace trimmed grey with white polka dot panties. Super cute.
Vice that I wish I could do away with: Being unadulteratedly mean to those who may or may not deserve it, without feeling guilty later.
Website that I check first every day: Slog.
Xerox, Funniest thing I’ve copied on: Remember when chain letters were sent through the mail? Yeah. Back when I was like, 5.
“Yes,” Dumbest thing to which I’ve answered: Hey little girl, wanna see something? Come here!
Zombie, Favorite “brain” dish if I ever became a: Haha. Just got that these were in alphebetical order. As for my favorite dish? Brain Tartar.
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