2) People most often use this
word to describe me
don't describe me much
um... they use "weird." sometimes... um... "weird." people who like me
have used the word "playful."
at least I THINK it is...
I pick two? 'Nice', and 'strange'. If it has to be one, i'll stick with
but cannibalistic is always implied.
creepy guy who keeps laughing to himself'
3) When I am king/queen of the
world, I will
80% of the people and use them to feed the rest of the population who will
live in a utopian society of avarice and luxury.
everyone to read Douglas Adams and watch MST3K
ONLY tissues with lotion. it's not fair to have your face hurt so much.
god damn. and stop letting crap bands making lots of money.
already am the Pope.
SUVs and force cities to have public transportation systems.
everyone to commit ritual suicide for the good of the planet.
hand the job over to someone who cares, on the condition that I am provided
soda and movies for LIFE.
all of the people and do the things I want.
the world, cha!
That would never happen.
air travel. Imagine anyone being able to get on a plane to anyplace.
a super, ultimate llama farm corporation.
those I deem stupid to the poles, seperating them by gender so they cannot
reproduce. Then reshape the world to my liking.
my penguin minions chew on everyone real good, until they praise me as
their lord and master.
control over all peeps. then i and my army of peeps shall DESTROY. stuff.
MST Turkey Day marathons required by law.
dunno, I'm content with the internet, eating, and playing hockey
overthrown immediately in a violent and bloody uprising.
4) I sleep in a(n) --
honestly, who doesn't? don't give me that "i sleep in a coffin" shit.
with 5 pillows. pillows rock.
pile of RPG debris
of sweats, in a messy bed, in my room, in a dorm complex, in a city, on
a planet, in the universe.
HA! I bet you thought I was gonna say "toaster", didn't ya? didn't ya?!
trying to stay awake while engaged in IM chats at 3 AM.
pile of fluffy pillows what are soft and warm.
big, dead mattress. It's name was Zem.
bed, or bed (I love living in different houses)
5) If confronted by an attacker,
I would --
for the eyes and when they are blinded, find something heavy to beat them
to death with.
them with my amazing braaaaaaaaaaainmeats.
he cute? seduce him/her more than likely.
it. And steal its slushie.
statutory and case law to remind him of the consequences of his actions
a nervous breakdown.
them to my next party.
the nearest object, edible or not, and eat it.
loud, intimidating animal noises (no, I'm serious.)
the son of a bitch with an inside cresent kick to the right temple. Then
emerge from that dream-state 20 minutes later realizing i had given him
all my belongings and ran like hell.
them. Or strike them with a lightening bolt.
at him until he breaks down and cries
them whole, starting with the elbows.
my army of vermin to attack... it.
shout random things, attack, and bite the offender while hitting him with
to the ground and roll around screaming "Not the face!!"
6) My most prized posession is
= computer, emotionally = significant other
collection of pictures of my idol/significant other. (haha. significant
of video games
on my ICKLE FINGER!
cow named cecil
amazing vBallGrip pen.
title and my pitchfork.
disc... please don't hurt me.
don't have one, I don't prize anything
precious few moments of life...
7) When you meet your end, it
will most likely be the result of --
incredibly out of shape
BETTER be something cool. if I die of a disease I will be super mega pissed.
what a lameass way to die. probably getting shot in the head while doing
something routine in public.
and not thinking before I act.
my own ears out from all the insults I'm imagining.
disgruntled person will murder me.
shot in the face for saying something stupid
extract inhilation. It is possible to go overboard.
ridiculous piece of poor judgment. I'm talking the stuff of darwin awards.
much Mexican food
too many bad moosers.
looking both ways before crossing the... interstate...
murder, or stroke
death, most certainly.
8) WHO DO YOU BLAME?
I tend to be the person to blame... sometimes I'm pretty damn proud of
faceless bureaucratic superstructure, the patriarchy, and Henry Ford
TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR IDIOCY!
myself, unless it is CLEARLY the Irony Gods' fault
blame you, you low-life piece of shit!
damned lampshade over there... always staring... staring... it's laughing
at me... WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ME?!?!
person what did the thing to be blamed for, and nobody else.
parents, Itís always their fault.
government monkeys, dammit!
cows. MOO! cows.
*gets punched in the kidneys*
9) What's in your sig?
have no signature
and sweet: just a quote and a link.
reminder of my infinite superiority.
song parody I wrote
JTHM quote I pay NO attention to.
that someone else made/A bunch of quotes.
self-promoting, black box
quote from one of my favorite authors, and one from a board member which
stays until I hear a new one.
newest graphical creation
plans to world domination, and blatant self-promotion
quotes and hobos.
what I really should have rid myself of weeks ago, but y'know... I'm lazy
quotes that will probably get me killed
10) Have you ever perpetrated
filmed one once, but never participated
Never. Victimized? ...don't bring it up.
no. I have started discussions about the legal meaning of rape, however
celibate. I don't WANT to be, it just turns out that way.
aren't my type.
but I fully endorse it.
was only technically rape the first time.
I don't want to talk about it.
I am not against it, though.
but I've been a victim of it... sort of...
sausage making. O_o
that I'm aware of.
tried, stupid Klein dummies.
GOD, MY HEAD IS ON FIRE!!!
11) What would you do for a klondike
a hobo on fire
the klondike bar*
many a thing. *winkwinknudgenudgecoughcough.*
my family and loved ones, lose the respect of my nation and god, and pay
the sales price.
to the grocery (as opposed to 'gorcery') store and pay for one
I don't like Ice Cream.
a whole lot, actually.
nothing. nothing at all.
love those! Still, not much beyond paying for it.
around a field of daisies naked.
murder mass quantities of weasils. Or just Klein.
really (can I have some cheetos?)
off my right leg and throw it into traffic.
ritualistic suicide in the "Help Save IZ" forum
12) You find a small milipede
crawling about beneath your keyboard. You --
it with a cigarette and dispose of the corpse
it out the window. you're free now, little millipede!
my keyboard on it repeatedly... then maybe get some bug spray... then ask
the closest person to throw it away for me.
to turn it into a weapon of some sort...
about Little Rondell Jr. being hogtied, beaten (by accident) and scanned.
Too bad it's not the bones of a rat.
nothing. Why waste the energy?
at it in intense envy.
it all my love, then send it outside to learn and grow in harmony with
nature, in the middle of winter.
it your friend at once and then hug it until its vital millipede-juice
oozes out. you lose so many friends that way...
him and name him Rondell.
to crush it with the keyboard, destroying the keyboard, the mouse next
to it, the keyboard shelf, and breaking two fingers. The millipede, of
course, would live.
a cage out of cardboard and capture him. I would then name him Spoofles
and cherish him forever.
it up, pet it, and drop it from my 7th floor balcony
it and name it sally.
it for a worm what was electrocuted and placed in my egg cream; emit a
very unmanly scream.
and throw it away
massive amounts of pesticide on it, not remembering to use proper ventilation,
thereby causing my untimely demise.
13) A train leaves Santa Fe going
Northeast at 60 miles an hour, a second train leaves Chicago going South
at 45 miles an hour, and the average wind velocity is 25 miles per hour.
In the first train, Bob is walking toward the caboose at roughly 5 miles
an hour and is carrying an object weighing 5 pounds. In the second train,
Joe is walking towards the front of the train at 3 miles an hour and is
carrying an object weighing 10 pounds. Bob and Joe drop these objects simultaneously.
How much of the question did you actually read before skipping to the end?
whole question, and the answer is 4.69464 + the average weight of a monkey
got to santa fe. aren't you proud? I'm way cool like that. waaaay cool.
refuse to answer that.
read it thoroghly, as I would rather read about trains in Santa Fe than
of it, just can't remember any of it.
read the whole thing, while wondering if it is possible to KILL Physics...
whole thing. why do you taunt me so?!
only went to the end first so I knew what the question was!
About ten words, but i went back and read the rest later.
man! I read the whole damn thing!
bob and joe into the sausage grinder**
eight words or so.
*Smiles and nods*
hand* Is this gonna be on the final? *is stabbed*
14) You are most likely to start
a topic about...
i hate people, or quantum physics
AMAZING... otherwise I don't. replying is just fine for me.
no one cares about.
don't start topics. But if I did, it would probably be something that gets
me yelled at.
newest 'masterpiece' on DeviantArt
I only ever think of drivel.
with no answers.
that makes people laugh at how horribly sad people are today, like the
(damn you, Thorn!)
that's really really bugging me. it takes a lot for me to open a thread
the hell I feel like talking about.
government, and something it does wrong
rarely start topics. when i do, be assured they make not sense much.
towels... or something.
disturbing, the birthday of my idol Zim, or something about not being grounded
innapropiate or long-winded... *is pecked to death by ducks*
15) If you had the magical ability
to make it rain anything, _______ would henceforth fall out of the sky
as long as it didn't lose its value.
I like me some candy.
or, possibly, men.
say money, but then money would be worthless. Diamonds are tempting, but
that would make it dangerous to go out in the rain. I'll just go with water.
ohhhh... if aaaaaall the raindrops were lemondrops and gumdrops, oh what
a rain that would be! standing outside with my mouth open wide, AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-A-*is
Some kind of liquid which burns cleanly and efficiently, is safe for all
living things to swim in and/or consume, neutralizes nuclear waste, and
tastes like chicken.
peanuts. or maybe candy.
slushie syrup. (Cherry on weekends)
16) Your favorite artist is --
(contemporary or past, any type of artist)
Piraro, Jhonen Vasquez, Gary Larson, or anyone else sufficiently bizarre.
HAAAAA. ha. I make funny joke. no... I don't have a favorite. too many
of "blue's clues" fame. his little squiggly water lines were GENIUS!! that
bastard joe can't hold a candle to such artistic talent...
like asking me which socks I like best. They're all nice in their own way.
Except the ones that have frills. Those are annoying.
lord. that is the unanswerable question, for i am an art freak.
one guy who did that thing that one time...
Elfman, Kevin Manthei, and Tool
I don't know... I can't choose! *bursts a vein in anxiety, lies on the
17) If you found $50 lying on
the ground, you would --
it, and kick the crap out of anyone who tried to stop me.
it in the "you deserve a GameCube" fund
around... take it... walk off casually. possibly say, "OH. thank god I
it in, just as a good little person should :D
it and hide it from the big, bad world.
if anyone nearby lost cash, and if not then stash it away in savings.
and congratulate myself on my amazing find.
on $50 bill* hmm?
around in circles like a happy bunny before adding it to my giant jar of
unspent money that will never see the light of day.
it without a trace of guilt. Later, spend it on alcohol.
the person next to me if it is theirs. I would then pocket it if it werenít
of their ownership.
it up and keep walking, but feel guilty later.
lots and lots of candy. and dolls.
much of the day trying to find the best way to purchase an even number
of each slushie flavor with said monies.
it on Zim and Jhonen stuff
for those pesky strings leading off into dark alleyways
18) The last book you read was
some instruction manual, i don't know.
Light Fantastic, Terry Pratchett
expectations. it was for school. blah.
House" by Stephen King.
Guide to Drawing from Life.
science-fiction book... or Lord of the Flies, the most recent school assignment.
sebold's "the lovely bones". what, did you want a funny answer? I'm not
a machine, people!
Last Unicorn. (shut up.)
Book, by Connie Francis. Currently working on The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress,
by Robert Heinlien
Kill a Mockingbird
Short Stories by Women, 1832-1916
Devil's Notebook (unless you count Slashdot articles)
- the complete history, by les daniels
the Universe, and Everything'
Face on the Milk Carton
by Chuck Palahniuk
19) Windows or Linux?
ideally, but windows realistically
Yes, I am boring
though I despise Microsoft's autocratic guts.
ne me dit rien.
Windows *steps into line*
is Windows even an option? and what happened to BeOS, huh? HUH?
never liked 'peanuts'.
MacOS, thank you...
Microsoft owns me....
system, BAYBEE!! BWAHAHAHA*choke*
20) Pie or Cake?
makes cake it's bitch
pi! need milk!
pie rules all. yeah, cake WISHES it was pie.
cake and a pie. COMBINED! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
especially if it's chocolate and filled with ice cream
Pastry only serves to conceal things. Taunting me, hiding their secrets
away from me, I HATE THEM!
but only if it is ice cream cake.
I love their music...
haves me somma dat pah.
I s'pose. Depends on the type of pie/cake, really.
*is beaten to death by mental patients wielding spiked planks*
21) What are you doing here?
are you doing?
um... oh. I thought this was... um. nevermind... I just... ok, I'm leaving
something. I don't know.
against hope that people actually like me.
like conversation, and I learn a lot from the people I meet at rwam. Oh,
and there used to be this show...what's it called again? Something about
a little green alien dude...
followed a link, like a fool.
wish I knew...
Checking it all out while I find my way home.
am sitting pleasantly on a fence post.
space and giving advice.
You're not my wife! Get out of here!
my gullet with friends and newbies.
are... YOU doing here?!
in agonized pain. help me