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07 June 2008 @ 03:38 am
HYPOTHETICAL FRIENDING MEME THAT IS VERY LARGE  
Do it or I stab you with a leaf.

NAME:
AGE:
LOCATION:
GENDER:
CHOOSE A QUOTE:
FAVOURITE FRUIT:
FAVOURITE VEGETABLE:
MOVIE:
SONGS AT THE MOMENT (FIVE):
TELEVISION SHOW:
ITEM OF FURNITURE:
MAGAZINE:
SNACK:
PLANT:
PLANET:
FIVE BANDS YOU LIKE:
VACATION SPOT:
RIDE IN A THEME PARK/CARNIVAL:
HOBBIES:
WEAPON:
CANDY:
WAY OF SUICIDE:
BODY PART:
COLOUR:
CHILDHOOD MEMORY:
MOMENT OF CORRUPTION:
WHEN DID YOU LOSE "IT":
SEXUALITY:
AN LOL WHAT PICTURE:
FAV ICON OF YOURSELF:
FAV HAT STYLE:

this OR that~ choose ONE or DIE (sentence explanations ARE ALWAYS WELCOMED)
BUTTONS OR ZIPPERS:
COOKIES OR MUFFINS:
HOOKERS OR HOSTESSES/HOSTS:
RICE OR NOODLES:
CITY OR COUNTRY:
CHOCOLATE OR CANDY:
YOUR MOTHER OR YOUR DOG:
KIDS OR PETS:
HALLOWEEN OR CHRISTMAS:
CONDOMS OR BIRTH CONTROL:
PIE OR CAKE:
CELL PHONES OR MP4/3 PLAYERS:
BLOWJOBS OR HANDJOBS:
PEDOBEAR OR MUDKIPZ:
OPRAH OR TYRA:
BABIES OR CHILDREN:
DILDOS OR BUTT PLUGS:

hypothetical situations//embarrassing situations

IF YOU GOT INTO A  BET FOR A FIGHT WITH THE POPE, ELMO, AND TIGER WOODS, WHO WOULD WIN/HOW MUCH WOULD YOU WAGER:
TELL ABOUT YOUR FIRST TIME (DETAILS ACCEPTED):
EMBARRASSING PLANE FLIGHT MOMENT:
IF YOU WERE STUCK IN AN ELEVATOR WITH NO OPTION BUT TO MAKE SUSHI FROM PLACENTA AND MUPPETS, KISS ARNOLD SCHIAHFIEJIEJIENEGER'S BUTTHOLE, AND REPEATEDLY CLOSE A LARGE BOOK ON YOUR DICK/BOOBS/FACE, WHICH WOULD YOU CHOOSE AND WHY:
IF YOU WERE TRAPPED IN A CLOSET WHAT WOULD YOU DO:
IF YOU WERE TOLD SANTA CLAUS AND JESUS HAVE TEA AND READ OPRAH'S BOOK LIST, WOULD YOU BELIEVE IT:
IF YOU HAD TO TAKE AN EXPANSIVE, MINDLESS SURVEY, WHAT WOULD YOU SAY:
IF YOU WERE TO BE GANGBANGED BY THE CAST OF HANNAH MONTANA, HOW WOULD YOU REACT:
LASTLY, IF YOU WERE TO GET RICH AND DIE TRYING, WHAT WOULD YOUR LAST WORDS BE:

final thoughts

END MESSAGE/WHAT YOU WOULD PUT AS YOUR YEARBOOK QUOTE:










 
 
where u at: in a bunk bed
mood: amusedamused
music : sky blue sky - wilco
 
 
 
cyanates on June 7th, 2008 08:41 am (UTC)
dry humor or how i need more salt
NAME: Ryan Ross, Aryn Sros, Yarn Osrs, Tired Cat
AGE: Blackjack's goal.
LOCATION: Top bunk or in a racecar bed.
GENDER: Debatable. Last time I checked I have a dick, but I may be missing something here.
CHOOSE A QUOTE: Soylent Green is people.
FAVOURITE FRUIT: I'm going to go with the general consensus and say banana. But really, I like mangos and passion fruit and strawberries, or like, lychee or some shit.
FAVOURITE VEGETABLE: Zucchini, the fancy, unsung cousin to the cucumber. ;o
MOVIE: Tough call, actually. I wrote it so I can skip.
SONGS AT THE MOMENT: I'm going to limit this to five in editing later since this could go on for awhile: Sky Blue Sky - Wilco, Electric Feel - MGMT, Sunday Morning - The Velvet Underground, Love Song (Cover) - 311, Summertime - DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince.
TELEVISION SHOW: That 70s Show or the Office or Robot Chicken/Adult Swim visual vomit.
ITEM OF FURNITURE: Tables. I can hide under them.
MAGAZINE: Playgirl. Or like, science and music magazines in general.
SNACK: Di- Apples in peanut butter.
PLANT: Sunflowers or mari- stargazer lilies.
PLANET: Saturn. Or Uranus.
FIVE BANDS YOU LIKE: Bloc Party, Wilco, The Jesus and Mary Chain, My Bloody Valentine, Death Cab for Cutie.
VACATION SPOT: Paris, or any city for that matter. Anywhere with culture and isolation from people with nice architecture is a plus.
RIDE IN A THEME PARK/CARNIVAL: The boat swing rides. They are the most unassuming. It goes slow but is the most gut-wrenching. Or the observatory rides. Or just a good roller coaster so you can vomit all the alcohol you drank the night before.
HOBBIES: Writing, cooking babies, giving diva tips to Oprah and Tyra, playing music, finding new ways to kill myself, creeping out people, disturbing the peace, basically just chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool.
WEAPON: Lightsaber. Or pony.
CANDY: Anything fruity and explosive has my vote.
WAY OF SUICIDE: Darn, I just can't choose. The nail-through-the-eyes-and-hammering-to-the-brain thing is weirding Brisky out, so I'll go with that.
BODY PART: The thing that spews chowder and I'm not talking about the nose.
COLOUR: Blue.
CHILDHOOD MEMORY: Probably being injected with chemicals. Pretty pleasant.
MOMENT OF CORRUPTION: Going to Chatzy.
WHEN DID YOU LOSE "IT": That's a great question.
SEXUALITY: A pile of sticks.
AN LOL WHAT PICTURE: http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2372/2365984908_5f32b339cc.jpg?v=0
FAV ICON OF YOURSELF: The one I'm using right now. I look pretty badass.
FAV HAT STYLE: Pageboy/newsboy, top hat, bowler, fedora, or sombrero.

this OR that~ choose ONE or DIE (sentence explanations ARE ALWAYS WELCOMED)
BUTTONS OR ZIPPERS: Buttons. You can't get caught in buttons.
COOKIES OR MUFFINS: Muffins.
HOOKERS OR HOSTESSES/HOSTS: Hosts, to keep it classy.
RICE OR NOODLES: Rice.
CITY OR COUNTRY: City.
CHOCOLATE OR CANDY: Chocolate?
YOUR MOTHER OR YOUR DOG: Dog.
KIDS OR PETS: Pets.
HALLOWEEN OR CHRISTMAS: Christmas.
CONDOMS OR BIRTH CONTROL: Birth control.
PIE OR CAKE: Cake.
CELL PHONES OR MP4/3 PLAYERS: Players.
BLOWJOBS OR HANDJOBS: Blowjobs.
PEDOBEAR OR MUDKIPZ: Mudkipz.
OPRAH OR TYRA: Oh, fuck. Tyra is for the gen-Y crowd, so I'll go with her.
BABIES OR CHILDREN: Babies, the fresher the better.
DILDOS OR BUTT PLUGS: Dildos.

cyanates on June 7th, 2008 08:41 am (UTC)
Re: dry humor or how i need more salt
hypothetical situations//embarrassing situations

IF YOU GOT INTO A BET FOR A FIGHT WITH THE POPE, ELMO, AND TIGER WOODS, WHO WOULD WIN/HOW MUCH WOULD YOU WAGER: Elmo, $69,000,000,000.
TELL ABOUT YOUR FIRST TIME (DETAILS ACCEPTED): It hurt, I whined, it was raep, it was with Bob, so automatic no.
EMBARRASSING PLANE FLIGHT MOMENT: Trans-Atlantic wet dream.
IF YOU WERE STUCK IN AN ELEVATOR WITH NO OPTION BUT TO MAKE SUSHI FROM PLACENTA AND MUPPETS, KISS ARNOLD SCHIAHFIEJIEJIENEGER'S BUTTHOLE, AND REPEATEDLY CLOSE A LARGE BOOK ON YOUR DICK/BOOBS/FACE, WHICH WOULD YOU CHOOSE AND WHY: Sushi from placenta and muppets is highly valued in some countries. So that one.
IF YOU WERE TRAPPED IN A CLOSET WHAT WOULD YOU DO: I would come out with R. Kelly, simple.
IF YOU WERE TOLD SANTA CLAUS AND JESUS HAVE TEA AND READ OPRAH'S BOOK LIST, WOULD YOU BELIEVE IT: Yeah, because I watch them from the cellar with Satan while we drink wine coolers and read dirty magazines.
IF YOU HAD TO TAKE AN EXPANSIVE, MINDLESS SURVEY, WHAT WOULD YOU SAY: "Fuck, I could've sworn she was eighteen."
IF YOU WERE TO BE GANGBANGED BY THE CAST OF HANNAH MONTANA, HOW WOULD YOU REACT: I would take a lot of cold showers for the next decade. Then I would sell the footage to anonymous sources.
LASTLY, IF YOU WERE TO GET RICH AND DIE TRYING, WHAT WOULD YOUR LAST WORDS BE: "Really? She told me her eighteenth birthday was tomorrow."

final thoughts

END MESSAGE/WHAT YOU WOULD PUT AS YOUR YEARBOOK QUOTE: "What a long strange trip it's been in Eric's basement."


IT CUT ME OFF FOR EXCEEDING CHARACTERS LMAO
captain obvious: iron manichthyosaurs on June 7th, 2008 09:04 am (UTC)
Re: dry humor or how i need more salt
YOU'RE A PONY PERSON
cyanates on June 7th, 2008 09:34 pm (UTC)
Re: dry humor or how i need more salt
i should totally take this with one word answers again
just to challenge myself.