Ok, to summarize all previously asked questions:
What's your greatest accomplishment?
I gave a joke answer to this, since I was just happy that Aikaterine was back. Officially, that would be my book, since it is my first paid and published gig as an author...when it comes back on the slow boat to the Chinese printers.
how many clowns does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
Two... but i don't know how they'd get in there. Okay, emilyrocks gave away the answer, but since that was a joke, I think we can waive the rules there.
Are you now, or have you ever been, a member of the Communist party???
No. Also, I made an obscure Alger Hiss/Richard Nixon reference. I truly live in my own little world.
will you still love me tomorrow?
Yes, as much as you want, as many times as you want. Oh yes. Yes. I am a sex machine.
If I asked you over to my house would you come dressed as a french maid and lick my toes?
It really depends on how well you pay the hired help.
Have you ever watched Tranny porn?
Yes, it was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. I spared ooomermaidooo the story surrounding that, because she seemed too sweet to hear about such a disturbing tale.
If you could change anything you've done in your life so far, what one thing would you change? What one thing wouldn't you change?
The one thing I would change invovles staying an additional year in my previous living arrangement...still very bitter about how badly I got screwed there.
The thing I would keep is my last relationship, even though I had to sadly chalk it up as another "she cheated on me and lied through teeth about it" list. On a whole, it was a postive experience that helped motivate me to push my life forward. Also, the sex was phenomenal and I lust for natural redheads like courtney lusts for Mr. Brownstone.
Okay, extra bonus: an actual journal entry. Today was fairly decent: got early, helped my sister move some of her furniture, bought Raven a new pair of sneakers, dropped her off at her mom's, and came home to crash (which will happen in a few minutes). My dad drove own the way to my sister's, so the radio was locked onto country.
Seriously, anyone who bitches about any other genre being the worst is either forgetting about this tripe or one of the brain-dead morons who listens to it. It's the same damn ballads extolling the same half-assed redneck morality tales which teach us:
All men are hated automatically by their in-laws.
Momma cries when her daughter goes out with her friends because she's going to fuck the first guy she sees at the bar (because she is going to).
Scraping by at a factory is a lot better than that dishonest, pussy college-level stuff.
Alcoholism is a sign of manhood; if you don't drink a case of cheap beer a night, you're obviously gay.
Women are....well, you've seen "Cops."
And, of course: God hates foreigners, but he loves us for slaughtering them, because they may have been thinking bad things about Texas.
Seriously, I have no idea why Hank Williams Jr. hasn't penned the country opus "Let's hang us some N*****s and fuck some pigs." I've also noticed that Toby Keith is, in fact, the reincarnation of Heinrich Himmler. In conclusion, I fucking hate country music.
Anyway, keep grilling me, as it delights and amuses me.
Ok, I'm bored and it is not yet Miller time, so I decided to steal this from
SongbirdReleased, who stole it from nimhly:
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to put this on your Journal and see what I say about you?
What's your greatest accomplishment?
I gave a joke answer to this, since I was just happy that Aikaterine was back. Officially, that would be my book, since it is my first paid and published gig as an author...when it comes back on the slow boat to the Chinese printers.
how many clowns does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
Two... but i don't know how they'd get in there. Okay, emilyrocks gave away the answer, but since that was a joke, I think we can waive the rules there.
Are you now, or have you ever been, a member of the Communist party???
No. Also, I made an obscure Alger Hiss/Richard Nixon reference. I truly live in my own little world.
will you still love me tomorrow?
Yes, as much as you want, as many times as you want. Oh yes. Yes. I am a sex machine.
If I asked you over to my house would you come dressed as a french maid and lick my toes?
It really depends on how well you pay the hired help.
Have you ever watched Tranny porn?
Yes, it was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. I spared ooomermaidooo the story surrounding that, because she seemed too sweet to hear about such a disturbing tale.
If you could change anything you've done in your life so far, what one thing would you change? What one thing wouldn't you change?
The one thing I would change invovles staying an additional year in my previous living arrangement...still very bitter about how badly I got screwed there.
The thing I would keep is my last relationship, even though I had to sadly chalk it up as another "she cheated on me and lied through teeth about it" list. On a whole, it was a postive experience that helped motivate me to push my life forward. Also, the sex was phenomenal and I lust for natural redheads like courtney lusts for Mr. Brownstone.
Okay, extra bonus: an actual journal entry. Today was fairly decent: got early, helped my sister move some of her furniture, bought Raven a new pair of sneakers, dropped her off at her mom's, and came home to crash (which will happen in a few minutes). My dad drove own the way to my sister's, so the radio was locked onto country.
Seriously, anyone who bitches about any other genre being the worst is either forgetting about this tripe or one of the brain-dead morons who listens to it. It's the same damn ballads extolling the same half-assed redneck morality tales which teach us:
All men are hated automatically by their in-laws.
Momma cries when her daughter goes out with her friends because she's going to fuck the first guy she sees at the bar (because she is going to).
Scraping by at a factory is a lot better than that dishonest, pussy college-level stuff.
Alcoholism is a sign of manhood; if you don't drink a case of cheap beer a night, you're obviously gay.
Women are....well, you've seen "Cops."
And, of course: God hates foreigners, but he loves us for slaughtering them, because they may have been thinking bad things about Texas.
Seriously, I have no idea why Hank Williams Jr. hasn't penned the country opus "Let's hang us some N*****s and fuck some pigs." I've also noticed that Toby Keith is, in fact, the reincarnation of Heinrich Himmler. In conclusion, I fucking hate country music.
Anyway, keep grilling me, as it delights and amuses me.
Ok, I'm bored and it is not yet Miller time, so I decided to steal this from
SongbirdReleased, who stole it from nimhly:
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to put this on your Journal and see what I say about you?
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but to answer #5 : yes