The talented and Australian Danielle Ferries tagged me, so I shall play:
Are you a rutabaga?
Quite possibly. I haven't checked in the past week or so...
When was the last time you ate lion meat?
Last Tuesday. Of course, she got a good hunk of me, too.
Upload a heartwarming picture of something that makes you smile.
If you could go back in time and kick the crap out of someone, who would it be?
The guy who booted Hitler from art school. Can't you see that kid needed an outlet?
Name one habit that makes other people plot your demise.
Oi. Can't answer this one. They're too good at plotting in secret. (Should I be worried?)
What song would you like to be playing while you are kicking the crap out of someone?
"Jumpin' Jack Flash" by the Rolling Stones. Kicking as and takin' names since 1968.
Where da muffin top at?
Um. I can't answer that. This is a family blog.
How many goats, stacked atop one another like Yertle’s Turtles, would it take to reach the moon?
Describe yourself using obscure Latin words.
(that's for any Latin-reading zombies)
Why does evil exist?
Because it can. That, and good needed a playmate.
What the chiz are you thinking right now?
I'm hungry. It's nearly 2 PM and I haven't eaten since breakfast.
Tag 5 people:
(because I like to speculate, we shall tag...)
1. The Guy Who Kicked Hitler Out of Art School
2. Abraham Lincoln
4. Oscar Wilde
5. My son, Max (he loves to play tag)
Pick a funny nickname for number 1.
Dumbass. Not funny, but apt.
Make up a rhyme about number 2.
Legend has it he was so tall,
he'd span the continent should he fall.
Where would number 3 hide in the event of the apocalypse?
In Plato's cave.
Where does number 4 purchase his pants?
None of your damn business. (Do you like them?)
What would number 5′s favorite dance move be?
Falling on the ground and giggling like an idiot. (I said like an idiot.)
That was fun.