Name a funny habit you have.
I had to run into the other room and ask J because I don’t think I can objectively judge this:
“What sort of funny do you mean? Annoying funny?”
“Um, weird funny or funny funny.”
“…Hmm…You like to sing Do Doo Doo to yourself.”
“Ahhh… another one.”
“I like how you keep going back to -”
“Well, you’re just funny. I like you.”
“I’m just going to use this conversation.”
If you could instantly know how to play a musical instrument, which one would you pick?
I’d probably say the flute. It seems like such an inherently girl instrument… and I’d love to go into a dive bar, pull out my flute, and ask people if they want to rock out with their…you know. It’d be funny to me anyways.
How long is your hair?
When was the last time you forgave someone, and who was it?
I don’t do that sort of thing. It’s against my religion.
What is your favorite kitchen
My favorite…Oh man. I get needled from someone I know (who sometimes can’t even vaguely understand what an item does beyond having a capability for serving [Bwaha!] a very malevolent use in a pinch) on what some of my strange looking items are supposed to do in the kitchen.
(Oooh, I’m hot on the puns tonight. On a roll even! *dies of laughter*)
But currently? I love my foamer. It’s completely useless in the Honest-To-Goodness practical factor, you instantly can make a ton of mess with it, and it’s invaluable in scaring the cat.