All right, all right, so this may not be the “geekiest” thing to post on my blog right now, but considering the button has Yoda? Good enough.
What was your "oh no, I'm turning into my Mom/Dad" moment?
I don’t think I’ve really had that yet. I have no kids, and just moved out of the house a little over a year ago…so I’m still pretty much a rebel child.
What current commercial do you find the most annoying/funny?
Well…I don’t have cable…so this question is unanswerable. But I guess I can say that I really hate the Old Spice commercials. I just wish that there were more commercials that actually told you about the product and the benefits of it instead of being about some retard frat boys, a hunky man, or a scantly clad actress getting water poured over her.
If you could only eat one color food for the rest of your life what would it be?
I would have to say brown…that includes (almost) everything I enjoy eating. Steak and hamburger is brown when cooked, and bread is brown…and the best one: CHOCOLATE.
What is your current Facebook/Myspace/Twitter status?
Well, depends on if you’re asking about my personal facebook account, or my blog facebook account. I don’t really want to copy and paste the exact status, but my personal facebook is something like: “Question: Does anyone in Fargo get the Sunday paper and not use the coupons? Can I have them? PWEAS?” Yeah…I’m obsessed.
F, Marry, Kill from this list below. Women pick from the men, men pick from the women.
Oh god. I hate these. Why can’t there ever be good options? Ah, well…
Kill: Perez Hilton. One reason: SHUT THE FUCK UP.
Fuck: Regis Philbin. Okay, this does seem kinda weird…but hey, then I can blackmail him to keep me quiet, so the media and his family don’t find out that he likes doing the nasty with 20 year old geeks.
Marry: Yeah, that leaves just one option…Justin Bieber. I did some thinking on this. My first thought was the kill Justin Bieber. But this seems to be the best option! He’s young and still hogging the spotlight (though he should be tossed into a vat of toxic waste), and if I was his wife, I’d automatically get fame and fortune. Since there would be no love involved, he would be bound to cheat, and I’d file for divorce, take everything, AND he gets really bad press because the she-man can’t keep it in his pants! BWAHAHAHAHAH!