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I only do these if they have a question I have not answered before.

1. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR KITCHEN PLATES?
White and blue.

2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
I am not reading right now. I am doing this.

3. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
The colour blue.

4. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE BOARD GAME?
Balderdash.

5. FAVORITE MAGAZINE?
Readers Digest

6. FAVORITE SMELL?
Depends on my mood.

7. LEAST FAVORITE SMELL?
Man, there is some gross smelling things in the world and I can only pick one?

8. WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?
Depends on my mood.

9. FAVORITE COLOR?
Okay, these questions are irritating.

10. LEAST FAVORITE COLOR?
Sigh.

11. HOW MANY RINGS BEFORE YOU ANSWER THE PHONE?
Depends what I am doing.

12. FUTURE CHILDREN'S NAME?
Who said anything about children to begin with?

13. WHAT IS MOST IMPORTANT IN LIFE?
Appreciation.

14. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?
Chocolate or vanilla what?

15. DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE FAST?
I take the bus.

16. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?
No.

17. STORMS- COOL OR SCARY?
I like them.

18. WHAT TYPE WAS YOUR FIRST CAR?
A Hot Wheels.

19. IF YOU COULD MEET ONE PERSON DEAD OR ALIVE WHO WOULD IT BE?
I will tell you next week all about it.

20. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK?
Whiskey

21. WHAT IS YOUR SIGN & BIRTHDAY?
Leo. In August.

22. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI?
Indeed.

23. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB WHAT WOULD IT BE?
I am doing it.

24. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY COLOR HAIR WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Electric Blue. Bitchin'.

25. IS THE GLASS HALF FULL OR HALF EMPTY?
Depends what's in it.

26. FAVORITE MOVIES?
American Beauty.

27. DO YOU TYPE WITH THE RIGHT FINGERS ON THE KEYS?
No, the left. Wtf?

28. WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED?
Stuff I think I lost.

29. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER?
8.

31. WHAT IS YOUR SINGLE BIGGEST FEAR?
I do not know.

32. WHAT IS YOUR DREAM CAR?
Ok. I am a girl. Who the hell cares?

33. PERSON(S) MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
Oh, yeah. This did come from my email. I am glad I only know two people who
like forwards.

34. PERSON(S) YOU SENT THIS TO WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
No, see. What I did was decide to spread this joy through BlogLand. No one
will have to get this in their email. I prefer mass torture.

35. FAVORITE CD?
More Than You Think You Are-Matchbox 20

36. FAVORITE TV SHOW?
SURVIVOR

37. KETCHUP OR MUSTARD?
Miracle Whip.

38. HAMBURGERS OR HOT DOGS?
Hamburgers.

39. FAVORITE SOFT DRINK?
Mellow Yellow.

40. THE BEST PLACE YOU HAVE EVER BEEN?
Most anywhere I go.

41. WHAT SCREEN SAVER IS ON YOUR COMPUTER RIGHT NOW?
I really love Matchbox 20.

42. BURGER KING OR MCDONALDS?
Burger King. Whoppers. Mmmmm.

43. FAVORITE PET?
Princess Butterscotch.

How telling.



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