Juked... Juked, Haagen Dazs (Part 2)
Except I wasn't juked into this meme, but... :)
01. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
02. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
03. You will post the answers to the questions (and the questions themselves) on your blog or journal.
04. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
05. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. And so on and so on and so on...
1. Who is the single most perfect person you have met this far in your life? Describe him/her.
This fool named Long. People think I'm dope, he's thrice the person I am. Makes anyone and everyone laugh, tells a damn good story, smiles a lot, is never down, likes challenges, is really good at anything he feels like being good at (but for examples, Tennis, Snowboarding, Rollerblading, and once upon, AMAZING at DDR, like at the level I am at now.) Outside of that, he's Asian, hot, and has a sexy body (WE WENT SWIMMING ONCE!) He has goals in life and always steps up to the challenge. He always also seems to be sitting on a plethora of money from part-time working (when he's bored enough to work), or his Tuition/Scholarship thing. I, personally, find zero flaws in him, and it's insane to think that such a person exists anywhere.
I wanna be like Long when I grow up :( At least he seems to confide in me a lot . Maybe he sees the same in me :) /confidence booster
2. After living your life as a revolutionary dedicated to freeing your home country from oppression, you've been caught by the enemy and you're set to be publicly executed. You're positioned until the guillotine. What are your last words? What is your last memory?
Well whatever I start with it's gonna be starting with something cryptic like "The coocoo flies over the barn at midnight," to cue my homies to start their rescue plan into action. Then from there I'd explain what it meant, and how it represents our country. If I run out of stuff to say before I get rescued/killed, then my people fucking suck at cues.
If/when that happens, my last memory would be of the hating eyes of the people and then the loving eyes of my own people.
3. What is the most delicious dessert you've ever eaten? (Or what do you imagine would be delicious that you haven't eaten?)
Hmmm.... Since my mom makes delicious desserts every so often, and never makes them again, I can at least say I love her Cheesecake. Super simple to make, and we get to have it for a lot of holidays. Oooooh it's soooo good! That and normal White/Yellow cake with lots of pretty icing designs for extra delicious! (A la mode, of course! Vanilla....Vanilla Haagen Dazs!)
4. You're walking down the road when you see a girl getting harrassed by 4 punks, all of which are bigger and stronger than you. The only items you have are your wallet, a bag of groceries, three rubber bands, and a pair of dirty socks. What do you do?
I wonder what the bloody hell I'm doing outside of my grocery store with a dirty socks. Consider the fact that maybe I should've gone to the laundry mat first, because where the hell else will I go with dirty socks, since this isn't Earthbound (ha ha ha, at least for the people who get that lame joke.) Upon closer inspection, they're not even my socks! Now I'm really confused. Of course, I'm not paying attention at this point...I mean, who would when you apparently stole a pair of dirty socks. Someone probably thinks I have some sort of sick fetish or something. This is about when I bump into these four muscle heads and some ho. They glare at me like I'm trying to be some sort of hero. BULL SHIT I AM! I wouldn't let that shit happen to me! Unfortunetly, I have.
Punk #1, who looks like the leader (and looks like some sort of 80s reject ) is already about to make away with the girl. He says, "Look at dis kid 'ere! Tryin' to be a hero or sum shit! Stop his ass here!" as he runs off. I know I mentally said this isn't Earthbound, but apparently, this is Final Fight .5, and I AM the hero.
So I take out the small gang of Robin Williams, Micheal Jackson, and some guy who doesn't even seem to know WTF he was going to do, I make my awesome dash towards the kidnapper and the girl. The area transitions to a trash dump almost instantly and this guy seems ready to fight. He leaps up into the air, and starts to come down with the most ferocious kick I have ever seen! I dodge, and then I find an opening and use my Super Bar finisher: SHIN SHORYUKEN!
The fighting is over, the girl is saved, and she is thanking me so much. She asks me "How can I ever make it you?!" I stand up slowly from my collapsed state, tired and exhausted from battle. Look at her, and smile as I gaze into her lovely, deep azul eyes. "Fall off a cliff." Then i turn my back to her and begin to walk into the sunset as the ending credits roll.
Wait, what was the question again?
5. Someone calls you and you realize they have the wrong number. Since your first interaction with them, they keep calling, unable to realize that the number is incorrect. When they call again, what do you do?
Good question :). I would tell them it's the wrong number, I suppose, confirm with them the number they're calling, and try to set them straight. If they STILL call again after that, I would put on my Hindu voice and be like "Hello! You have reached the "Hot Hinduism love-line!" If you would like a male, press 1. If you would like a post-op, press 2. If you wish to repeat the options, hang up, and please call again!" See if they call again after that.
01. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
02. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
03. You will post the answers to the questions (and the questions themselves) on your blog or journal.
04. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
05. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. And so on and so on and so on...
1. Who is the single most perfect person you have met this far in your life? Describe him/her.
This fool named Long. People think I'm dope, he's thrice the person I am. Makes anyone and everyone laugh, tells a damn good story, smiles a lot, is never down, likes challenges, is really good at anything he feels like being good at (but for examples, Tennis, Snowboarding, Rollerblading, and once upon, AMAZING at DDR, like at the level I am at now.) Outside of that, he's Asian, hot, and has a sexy body (WE WENT SWIMMING ONCE!) He has goals in life and always steps up to the challenge. He always also seems to be sitting on a plethora of money from part-time working (when he's bored enough to work), or his Tuition/Scholarship thing. I, personally, find zero flaws in him, and it's insane to think that such a person exists anywhere.
I wanna be like Long when I grow up :( At least he seems to confide in me a lot . Maybe he sees the same in me :) /confidence booster
2. After living your life as a revolutionary dedicated to freeing your home country from oppression, you've been caught by the enemy and you're set to be publicly executed. You're positioned until the guillotine. What are your last words? What is your last memory?
Well whatever I start with it's gonna be starting with something cryptic like "The coocoo flies over the barn at midnight," to cue my homies to start their rescue plan into action. Then from there I'd explain what it meant, and how it represents our country. If I run out of stuff to say before I get rescued/killed, then my people fucking suck at cues.
If/when that happens, my last memory would be of the hating eyes of the people and then the loving eyes of my own people.
3. What is the most delicious dessert you've ever eaten? (Or what do you imagine would be delicious that you haven't eaten?)
Hmmm.... Since my mom makes delicious desserts every so often, and never makes them again, I can at least say I love her Cheesecake. Super simple to make, and we get to have it for a lot of holidays. Oooooh it's soooo good! That and normal White/Yellow cake with lots of pretty icing designs for extra delicious! (A la mode, of course! Vanilla....Vanilla Haagen Dazs!)
4. You're walking down the road when you see a girl getting harrassed by 4 punks, all of which are bigger and stronger than you. The only items you have are your wallet, a bag of groceries, three rubber bands, and a pair of dirty socks. What do you do?
I wonder what the bloody hell I'm doing outside of my grocery store with a dirty socks. Consider the fact that maybe I should've gone to the laundry mat first, because where the hell else will I go with dirty socks, since this isn't Earthbound (ha ha ha, at least for the people who get that lame joke.) Upon closer inspection, they're not even my socks! Now I'm really confused. Of course, I'm not paying attention at this point...I mean, who would when you apparently stole a pair of dirty socks. Someone probably thinks I have some sort of sick fetish or something. This is about when I bump into these four muscle heads and some ho. They glare at me like I'm trying to be some sort of hero. BULL SHIT I AM! I wouldn't let that shit happen to me! Unfortunetly, I have.
Punk #1, who looks like the leader (and looks like some sort of 80s reject ) is already about to make away with the girl. He says, "Look at dis kid 'ere! Tryin' to be a hero or sum shit! Stop his ass here!" as he runs off. I know I mentally said this isn't Earthbound, but apparently, this is Final Fight .5, and I AM the hero.
So I take out the small gang of Robin Williams, Micheal Jackson, and some guy who doesn't even seem to know WTF he was going to do, I make my awesome dash towards the kidnapper and the girl. The area transitions to a trash dump almost instantly and this guy seems ready to fight. He leaps up into the air, and starts to come down with the most ferocious kick I have ever seen! I dodge, and then I find an opening and use my Super Bar finisher: SHIN SHORYUKEN!
The fighting is over, the girl is saved, and she is thanking me so much. She asks me "How can I ever make it you?!" I stand up slowly from my collapsed state, tired and exhausted from battle. Look at her, and smile as I gaze into her lovely, deep azul eyes. "Fall off a cliff." Then i turn my back to her and begin to walk into the sunset as the ending credits roll.
Wait, what was the question again?
5. Someone calls you and you realize they have the wrong number. Since your first interaction with them, they keep calling, unable to realize that the number is incorrect. When they call again, what do you do?
Good question :). I would tell them it's the wrong number, I suppose, confirm with them the number they're calling, and try to set them straight. If they STILL call again after that, I would put on my Hindu voice and be like "Hello! You have reached the "Hot Hinduism love-line!" If you would like a male, press 1. If you would like a post-op, press 2. If you wish to repeat the options, hang up, and please call again!" See if they call again after that.