Forgive her, Lord, for she know what she does
It would appear that I have had my collar felt by the Sherriff (he says, using a metaphor from a different group of policemen). It's one of those meme thingys. Now, the Sherriff had no way way of knowing this, but:
I hate memes.
If I want to know what books you read:
I'll ask.
If I want to know how many music files you have on your computer:
I'll ask.
If I want to know what's currently playing on your self-ostracising noise machine (AKA Ipod):
I'll ask - but I probably won't believe you.
If I wanted you to know any of this stuff about me, I would have posted about it already.
I really don't understand the attraction of these electronic chain letters. If I want to know what goes on in your head, I'll do it the old fashioned way - by reading things you've already written, by leaving comments on posts and checking your responses and by talking to you. Everybody who has ever posted one of these things has done so with the answers at least partially doctored to suit the image of themselves they are trying to project. The only way to really get inside somebodies head is to sneak in at an unguarded moment.
With that in mind (and hopefully without offending the Sherriff, no doubt she enjoys these things and thought that I would, too); here it is:
In no particular order - Ten turn-ons and Ten turn-offs (and I'm not even a Penthouse Pet)
#1. On: Muscle definition (not too cut, though)
Off: Fat upper arms
#2: On: Long Hair
Off: Dirty Hair
#3: On: Glasses
Off: Squinty eyes
#4: On: About half of the Oz women's hockey team
Off: The other half
#5: On: Skin
Off: Makeup
#6: On: A healthy appetite
Off: Smoking
#7: On: Intelligence
Off: Arrogance
#8: On: Self-confidence
Off: Conceit
#9: On: Tea Leoni's voice
Off: Fran Drescher's voice
#10: On: Boobies (on women)
Off: Boobies (on men)
That's it. Sherriff did me the courtesy of tagging me, so I did it. Any other tags will be referred to the first part of this post.
I hate memes.
If I want to know what books you read:
I'll ask.
If I want to know how many music files you have on your computer:
I'll ask.
If I want to know what's currently playing on your self-ostracising noise machine (AKA Ipod):
I'll ask - but I probably won't believe you.
If I wanted you to know any of this stuff about me, I would have posted about it already.
I really don't understand the attraction of these electronic chain letters. If I want to know what goes on in your head, I'll do it the old fashioned way - by reading things you've already written, by leaving comments on posts and checking your responses and by talking to you. Everybody who has ever posted one of these things has done so with the answers at least partially doctored to suit the image of themselves they are trying to project. The only way to really get inside somebodies head is to sneak in at an unguarded moment.
With that in mind (and hopefully without offending the Sherriff, no doubt she enjoys these things and thought that I would, too); here it is:
In no particular order - Ten turn-ons and Ten turn-offs (and I'm not even a Penthouse Pet)
#1. On: Muscle definition (not too cut, though)
Off: Fat upper arms
#2: On: Long Hair
Off: Dirty Hair
#3: On: Glasses
Off: Squinty eyes
#4: On: About half of the Oz women's hockey team
Off: The other half
#5: On: Skin
Off: Makeup
#6: On: A healthy appetite
Off: Smoking
#7: On: Intelligence
Off: Arrogance
#8: On: Self-confidence
Off: Conceit
#9: On: Tea Leoni's voice
Off: Fran Drescher's voice
#10: On: Boobies (on women)
Off: Boobies (on men)
That's it. Sherriff did me the courtesy of tagging me, so I did it. Any other tags will be referred to the first part of this post.
posted by Dirk at 12:27 pm
5 Comments:
Great point, Dirk. I'll agree... Interesting facts. :)
Blame me not Sheriff for I was the one who passed it on to her, all in good fun!
How do we know you're not "a penthouse pet?" ;)
Sherriff,
glad to know that you're not offended. I don't know that growing balls is such a good idea - they can be awkward to carry around.
Chickybabe,
I'm not blaming anybody for anything. It's only wrong to serve meat to a vegetarian if you already know that they are a vego.
As for being a Penthouse Pet, well, the boobies are getting bigger as I get over, but the fact that I have outside plumbing may deter readers.
I'm not a big fan of them either, and the one on my blog is the first I've done is a while...
Kind of pointless if you ask me, but since I really had nothing to bitch about this moring I said what the hell...
oops.
well, you read my post so you'll know i'm not a nuisance tagger. i was just trying to get into the spirit of things, not being part of the blogging fraternity or knowing the etiquette. apologies.
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