Thursday, September 11, 2003

You're Perfect ^^
-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which
means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're
the kind of chick that can hang out with your
boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't
care about presents or about going to fancy
placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy
being around your boyfriend.


What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?
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Whoa...awesome.

Wednesday, September 10, 2003

Why we are not a star-faring race.
You are Homosexual...You like people of your own
gender and there is no reason to be ashamed of
this result...Congradulations on finally
finding your sexuality.


The Sexuality Quiz
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Wow, what a revelation...I guess those guys were right. I'll be damned.
The First Ever Quiz That Doesn't Suck
B-2 (c)
YOU are a B-2 Spirit. Its low-observable, or
"stealth," characteristics give it
the unique ability to penetrate an enemy's most
sophisticated defenses and threaten its most
valued, and heavily defended, targets. Its
capability to penetrate air defenses and
threaten effective retaliation provide an
effective deterrent and combat force well into
the 21st century. Your quiet, but when you
speak your words are loud and make their
"impact".


Which miltary aircraft are you?
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By the way, this test consisted of two questions.
Matt Louv now available in soy form.

Monday, September 08, 2003

Crazy
Crazier
Books meet counter-top with resonant exclamations of relief. Librarian eyes my "abortion tickles" shirt momentarily, quickly concentrating on the texts in front of her as horror passes over her face.

"Write your name in them already..?"

"Yess'm"

"Boy, I sure am glad I don't have to carry these around all day."

"Just do the barcode thing."

"Matthew..."El Diablo"...Louv...

She was obligated by school policy to be unamused.

"It's my real name," I say in tones indicating a life of exasperation with strange parents, "My birth caul caught fire after it fell off of me."

Sixty-something is caught in a state of limbo.

"And this one," she says, indicating an Algebra 2 book with her checkout gun, "Pantaloon O'Saughnessy?"

"That's from my stagecoach robbing days. By the way, are those anatomy books for sale?"

"Next!"

Sunday, September 07, 2003