too lazy to open semagic ...
New age and technology. All the things cool and
sheek just comes natural to you. You know
what's happening in Japan bring a professional
SNAG type of image to the world. You're the
Modern Technology type of Gay Guy.
What type of gay guy are You?
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NICOLE! I WANT TO BE REINCARNATED AS A GAY GUY! -cackles over 4h- My mum agrees. She said she's waitressed at enough parties for gay men to know they really do have more fun.
I am free verse,
and know the rules,
and use them -
when they suit me,
which admittedly
tends not to be the case.
Authority,
tradition, laws;
very much not
my sort
of thing,
I fear.
Perhaps, on occasion,
I go too far in the opposite direction,
and shun the accepted merely because it's accepted,
accepting its opposite merely because it isn't;
but since it's clearly
better that than
being normal;
well,
why
not? What Poetry Form Are You?
A cywydd llosgyrnog; I'm one.
"A what?" Well, quite. There'd be no fun
In being understood; I
Thrive upon obliquity.
Don't comprehend or follow me,
For mystery's my ally. What Poetry Form Are You?
My two options. I like them both.
I am Mr Do.
I am sedentary by nature, enjoying passive entertainment, eating when the mood takes me, and playing with my food. I try to avoid conflict, but when I'm angered, I can be a devil - if you force me to fight, I will crush you. With apples. What Video Game Character Are You?
HA! Look at the glaring irony.
I am a Top-hat.
I'm a bit of a jack-of-all-trades; creative, in a stylistic sort of way, a little vain, a little dark, perhaps a little archaic. I get on alright with people, but I can take them or leave them. What Sort of Hat Are You?
Alright, so I'm vain. Big suprise there. Guess what - it's not in a good way, guys. And dark ... I guess. If you want.
Which Tom Riddle ship are you?
Ahh, always a skeevy ship. Tom/anything is a little horrifying, really.
"When Doves Cry" (by Prince)
How could you just leave me standing,
Alone in a world so cold?
Maybe you're just too demanding.
Maybe I'm just like my father--too bold.
Maybe you're just like my mother.
She's never satisfied.
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like,
When doves cry.
Which 80's Song Fits You?
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Okay. -shuffle shuffle-
On a scale of 1 to 10 you are a 10. Evil does not
even describe you. I like all others on this
planet should fear and respect your amazing
presence. The only thing that can save humanity
from your insanity is your death. Unfortunitly
you are far superior to those that could catch
you both in IQ and Wisdom, so I can only
imagine that we are all doomed when you decide
to make your move.
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How Evil Are You?
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Because we hadn't already got that. Because Rhi and I haven't spent countless hours planning world domination in detail. Nah. Who could ever guess I'm evil?
Anyway, enough quizzes.
I've come to the conclusion that I am a terrible, horrid excuse for humanity. You know what I spent over an hour doing today? Watching those feed-the-children informericals. And I really didn't feel all the sad. I'm terrible. I should be shot I'm so disgusting.
I'm so terrible, I laughed at one part. Not because it was funny, but because it was ironic. The guy is asking us to give them money, yet he's just standing there watching this six-year-old girl pick up bottles and cans from a sewage filled garbage dump to hopefully make like, fifty cents so her family can have food (well, not food, they explained that this particular family can afford only a few mouthfuls of a cocoa drink.) that night. and I started to giggle, because I could only think about what a hypocritical prick this guy was. "Okay, give us money for them, and I'll stand and watch them pick up trash." Not help or pick up the little girl and go buy her like lunch or anything. Don't jump on me for this, but what an typical American. Most Americans are arrogant fucking pigs. They disgust me almost as much as _I_ disgust me.
And with that, I bid you adieu.