sorry, had to take it Chelsea....
what a surprise...
I AM 59% GOTH!
Oh My Goth! You Goth, Girl. There is a good chance I am bi. Freakiness pumps through my viens, but I can still laugh at myself.
Take the GOTH test at Fuali.com
I AM 66% TORTURED ARTIST!
Art is significant in my life, people are scum but I have the capicity to deal with it. Give it a few more years and I will either forget about art or hate the world.
Take the TORTURED ARTIST test at Fuali.com
I AM 71% METAL HEAD!
I rock just as hard as the rest of the thrash set, except when no ones looking I like to get down with a little "More than a Feeling."
Take the METAL HEAD test at Fuali.com
AND HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF THOSE 'MAD LIB' THINGYS?? THIS IS LIKE ONE OF THOSE, AND IT IS AMAZING HOW MUCH IT ACTUALLY MAKES SENSE. (*CRACKING UP LAUGHING IN THE BACKGROUND*)
Once upon a time there has a young STRIPPER named BOB. He was EROTICALLY FUCKING in the BIG forest when he met CRUNCHY DARREN, a run-away HOOKER from the SLIMY Queen SANDRA.
BOB could see that CRUNCHY DARREN was hungry so he reached into his GLAD BAG and give him his THROBBING PIG'S EARS. CRUNCHY DARREN was thankful for BOB's PIG'S EARS, so he told BOB a very CHUNKY story about Queen SANDRA's daughter KATHLEEN. How her mother, the SLIMY Queen SANDRA, kept her locked away in a LOVE SHACK protected by a gigantic BLACK CAT, because KATHLEEN was so BLEEDING.
BOB SWISHED. He vowed to CRUNCHY DARREN the HOOKER that he would save the BLEEDING KATHLEEN. He would SPLOOGE the BLACK CAT, and take KATHLEEN far away from her eveil mother, the SLIMY Queen SANDRA, and FART her.
Then, all of the sudden, there was a FUMING APOCOLYPSE and CRUNCHY DARREN the HOOKER began to laugh. With a puff of smoke he turned into the gigantic BLACK CAT from his story. SLIMY Queen SANDRA QUEEFED out from behind a DILDO and struck BOB dead. In the far off LOVE SHACK you could hear a PFFFFTTTTT.
THE END.
(THE WORDS IN CAPS ARE THE ONES I PUT IN...HEHEHEHE!!!)
I AM 59% GOTH!
Oh My Goth! You Goth, Girl. There is a good chance I am bi. Freakiness pumps through my viens, but I can still laugh at myself.
Take the GOTH test at Fuali.com
I AM 66% TORTURED ARTIST!
Art is significant in my life, people are scum but I have the capicity to deal with it. Give it a few more years and I will either forget about art or hate the world.
Take the TORTURED ARTIST test at Fuali.com
I AM 71% METAL HEAD!
I rock just as hard as the rest of the thrash set, except when no ones looking I like to get down with a little "More than a Feeling."
Take the METAL HEAD test at Fuali.com
AND HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF THOSE 'MAD LIB' THINGYS?? THIS IS LIKE ONE OF THOSE, AND IT IS AMAZING HOW MUCH IT ACTUALLY MAKES SENSE. (*CRACKING UP LAUGHING IN THE BACKGROUND*)
Once upon a time there has a young STRIPPER named BOB. He was EROTICALLY FUCKING in the BIG forest when he met CRUNCHY DARREN, a run-away HOOKER from the SLIMY Queen SANDRA.
BOB could see that CRUNCHY DARREN was hungry so he reached into his GLAD BAG and give him his THROBBING PIG'S EARS. CRUNCHY DARREN was thankful for BOB's PIG'S EARS, so he told BOB a very CHUNKY story about Queen SANDRA's daughter KATHLEEN. How her mother, the SLIMY Queen SANDRA, kept her locked away in a LOVE SHACK protected by a gigantic BLACK CAT, because KATHLEEN was so BLEEDING.
BOB SWISHED. He vowed to CRUNCHY DARREN the HOOKER that he would save the BLEEDING KATHLEEN. He would SPLOOGE the BLACK CAT, and take KATHLEEN far away from her eveil mother, the SLIMY Queen SANDRA, and FART her.
Then, all of the sudden, there was a FUMING APOCOLYPSE and CRUNCHY DARREN the HOOKER began to laugh. With a puff of smoke he turned into the gigantic BLACK CAT from his story. SLIMY Queen SANDRA QUEEFED out from behind a DILDO and struck BOB dead. In the far off LOVE SHACK you could hear a PFFFFTTTTT.
THE END.
(THE WORDS IN CAPS ARE THE ONES I PUT IN...HEHEHEHE!!!)