I'll be answering your questions and dares every day so here are the next three comments I randomly chose.
TechnoBabe thought she had me with this trick question:
Can I have a rain check for after the move so sometime next month I can think of a question that isn't lame?
Oh, Techno, you thought you had me fooled with this trick question about not having a question but I saw right through it. It was all so simple. All I had to do was divine from what I know of you: are you the sort of girl who would put the question in a trick form because of your great wit? Now, a clever girl would put the question into her own trick form, because she would know that only a great fool would miss what she was given. I am not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose the question in front of you. But you must have known I was not a great fool, you would have counted on it, so I can clearly not choose the question in front of me.
My apologies, Techno. I seriously need to stop watching Princess Bride every Friday night.
Brian got personal with his question:
blog your first kiss
Ok, Brian, remember you asked for it. I was in 8th grade and a group of kids came over to my house on a Friday night to hang out. We had all gone to the same Catholic school since 1st grade so it wasn’t unusual for us to be together on the weekends. We were like our own little family. Maybe we were actually more like our own little gang. Yeah, we were Catholic Crips. Anyway, this particular night, we all sat in my parents living room and some lame brain and I’m not saying who, got the idea to play Truth or Dare. SHUTTY BRIAN! Anyway, one of my friends dared John T. to kiss me. John T. had bright red hair and was one of the most popular boys ever. He was sitting right next to me and when he heard the dare, he looked at me with this smirk on his face as if to say, “That’s right, I’m cool, you’re not and I will now bestow upon you the greatest gift known to womankind.” I, in turn, looked at him like a deer in headlights and turned beet red. He then leaned in, laid one on me and the next thing I knew, I was chewing his gum. Of course, once he realized he had lost his gum, he went in for round two of the swap and who should walk in at that very moment but my mother. Yeah, my mother who should have been a nun or a prison warden. That mother. She abruptly ended my journey towards total debauchery by turning all the lights on, announcing her living room was not a house of ill repute and booting everyone out the door. Parents were called. Kids were mortified. It was awesome!
Blasé asked me this:
If you had to choose to be a female Celebrity, who would it be, and why?
Let’s see, there are so many bad choices that finding a good choice seems almost impossible. I guess if I had to choose to be a female celebrity, I would choose Sandra Bullock. She is an unconventional beauty with that girl-next-door smile. Known for her bubbling personality and talent as a comedienne, Ms Bullock has also shown her motherly side with the adoption of her darling little fat baby. Actually, now that I write down the reasons I would choose to be her, I am astonished to find how similar we are. Since I am much older than she is, I almost wonder if she wasn’t maybe hoping to be me someday. Hey, I am just pointing out the obvious. Compare for yourself and decide. That’s all I’m saying.
I rest my case.