fo quizzle
i have officially declared today to be:
MAGICAL QUIZ WEDNESDAY.
please take this opportunity to ask people - friends, family members, secret blog crushes, the guy who makes your coffee, the girl at the bus stop, your cat, whoever the fuck you want really - any questions you have been dying to ask them but haven't yet had the courage to voice aloud.
they may not answer your most likely perverted enquiries, but hey you have immunity from their wrath. why?
BECAUSE ITS MAGICAL QUIZ WEDNESDAY!!!
happy prodding.
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57 Comments:
um.
1. have there really been spa parties?
2. when, where and with who[m]?
3. what exactly is a spa party? ie what do you wear, is there really fondling, etc
[risks destroying the romance and the mystery of blogworld]
[considers taking back questions]
[knows la nadine will only answer the ones she is happy to]
[hopes it is all of them]
1) yes. oh god yes.
2) several times. melbourne. i can only speak for myself.
3) spa party (v. spar par-tee): a party in a spa involving two or more people, alcohol, occasional use of illicit substances, and general nudity. fondling optional but not required.
Mmmm best add that to the list of gigs I haven't done yet, but would like to.
My question is:
la nadine, wassup?
bless you, bevis.
wassup?
wassup is that i am hoping to be able to quit my day job in the next few months in order to focus on what i do best: eating, sleeping, and writing senseless crap on the internet.
not much else to report unfortunately.
Is that Jess chick as annoying in real life as I've always imagined? Are her boobs any good?
ANSWER CAREFULLY.
i refuse to answer that question based on its sheer nastiness and your demanding, anonymous ways.
*fondles wax replica of jess' baps*
*removes veil*
IT WAS ME! HAR HAR HAR!
And you have truly proven your love. I'm buying you breakfast (after I get paid).
*begins chant*
BREAKFAST! BREAKFAST! BREAKFAST!
i thought it might be you, you big-bapped, attention-whore.
but i was afraid to ask in case it wasn't and i made you cry.
my question to you is:
does this need for my validation stem from an early childhood episode or am i just your queen?
I like to think an unhealthy mix of both.
I think maybe it's because I never felt good enough growing up. I was always different to the other children. My father was no longer in the picture, and my mother - bless her soul - tried hard but I was a difficult child to raise. As long as I could remember, I saw dead people.
Oh fuck, hang on. That was Haley Joel Osment. Carry on.
I KILLED MAGICAL QUIZ DAY!
Ahem.
Nads, here's a question. Do you know anyone amazing and wonderful and kind and ribald whose name rhymes with Mess?
Nads: Why yes I do! My old friend Bess!
Ah yes. Old Bessie McGillicutty. I know her well. Anyone else?
Nads: Well, there's Tess Fandango, but I'd hardly call her 'ribald'.
Uh-huh. BUT IS THERE ANYONE ELSE? THINK, NADSY, THINK!
Nads: You mean dear Flessy von Hummus?
Just forget it.
FIN
(will not comment after coffee. will not comment after coffee. will not comment after coffee.)
*begins chant*
COFFEE! COFFEE!! COFFEE!!!
do we only ask the questions here or do we go to the questionees blog?
and do you answer questions on behalf of others or do they have to answer?
god i'm such a fucking pedant
[goes off to hire transcriibing machine again]
I say ask the questions here so we can all enjoy it.
Also, I like to live vicariously through other people's blog comments as I am unable to reply to my own blog's comment threads during work hours.
QUESTIONS! QUESTIONS!
the rules are they ain't no rules.
question here, question there, question everywhere.
or obey jess and continue on here.
Jess, wassup?
Sorry, I forgot:
WASS-UP! WASS-UP! WASS-UP!
Oh, you know. The usual shizzle, BEV-diddy. Pinning my hopes on a daydream and all that jazz.
You?
I'm totally wack.
hmmm
I don't know you - you seem to be a friend of a friend of a friend...
but I stumbled upon this here blog.
I like it's blogginess....
I also like the idea of a question.
here we go:
if you could be an animal, what would you be and why?
(look - I know that wasn't particularly original... in fact, I know for a fact that they use it in ColesMyer interviews, but then, if it's good enough for ColesMyer, it's good enough for me)
In that case, I'd be a rat or a weasel. Surely either of those two answers would get you the job?
if you could be an animal, what would you be and why?
anything from the large cat family. panther, jaguar, lion, tiger, whatevs.
because they're large and sleek and beautiful and noone fucks with them.
only if you gave a good explanation of WHY
mean elegant and sexy all at the same time...
oh, and welcome ekstasis. glad to have you. until you prove otherwise.
hi to the friend of the friend of the friend etc. whoever that may be.
*lurks menacingly in the background*
only if you gave a good explanation of WHY
I assume this one was directed at me?
My 'why' would be because I had my eye on my interviewer's job, and I knew that being a weasely rat was the best way to ensure I replaced them within 6 months.
:)
Yes, welcome, ekstasis. It's not my place to welcome you here, but I'm going to do it anyway.
Welcome to Nadstown. Population: One. (That means you're not allowed to stay overnight - move along, now.)
one question to all and sundry that I really want to know:
What is the purpose of existence?
To blog, and to comment on other people's blogs.
But not to annoy people when doing it, Aleks.
i have personally found the purpose of existence to be cheese. i have only recently discovered just how good it is and now i know what has been missing from my life. well, that apart from gael garcia bernal that is.
OK...
Is anyone turned on by the word "bap"?
Nadine: have you noticed that your words are being ri- Oh! I can't do it!!!
Aleks: are you always so serious?
Gael: would you marry me? Or just fuck me?
yes darcy, i have noticed my words being ri- you know the rest.
maybe we can invite gael on our next date?
and its okay, aleks and i have made peace again.
La nadine, as I missed MQW may I ask some questions today - Missed Quiz Thursday?
[assumes answer is yes]
[remembers that episode of the Odd Couple where Felix says when you assume, you make an ASS out of U and ME]
[HOPES the answer is yes instead]
Darcy: was ri- the word 'ripped' as in ripped off? I for one found myself saying "whatevs" to my boss yesterday
Darcy(again): You are coming to Sydney! (sorry, that was a statement)
La nadine: You are stuck on a liferaft in the middle of the pacific. You have neither food nor entertainment but a shit-load of alcohol. Which blogger would you choose to have with you and why.
Aleks: where do you get your joke supplies? (Just so I know not to shop there)
Bevis: If that is the case then much of the world has no purpose for existing.
La Nadine: If that is the case then I don't have a purpose for existing: I am lactose intolerant.
Darcy: No I am not always serious, but given the fact that I am quite insane, I'm actually worse when I am not serious.
Oh well, the search goes on.....
Locket: I get my jokes from the mush that is my brain; I have heard so many and I have quite a good memory. Here are two more, very sick jokes, that may offend some (you have been warned)
What did the leper say to the prostitute?
Keep the tip.
Why didn't the prostitute want to be stitched up after having her appendix removed?
She wanted to make a bit on the side.
oh aleks, you're great today.
locket: if i was stuck on a liferaft in the middle of the pacific with neither food nor entertainment but a shit-load of alcohol, the blogger i would choose to have with me is jessculture.
why?
because the crazy bitch would kill me (and my comment threads) if i didn't pick her.
Aww nuts.
I missed Magical Quiz Day. And I have so many questions.
Sometimes life aint worth livin.
its all right greggles - can i call you greggles?
i am making exceptions today.
why?
because i can!
ask away if you please.
dang. work gets in the way of my internet interests for a couple of days and look what i miss out on!
*grabs cocktail and sits in corner sulking*
I wouldn't kill you, dearest. With a few drinks, I'd probably touch you up a bit, but I'd never kill you.
*eyes dart about menacingly*
with a few drinks i'd probably touch you up a bit
but that would be so out of character for you jess darling.
Ha, yes indeed. Imagine me, boozed up and being lecherous?!
*awkward laughter*
Contrary to popular belief, I really am quite pleasant and charming when I am not out of my head on cheap liquor. Swears.
You may indeed call me Greggles. Everyone seems to eventually.
Ummm... questions...ok.
I just assumed I would die wondering and now that the spotlight is unexpectedly mine I have stage fright and can't think of a single question. But I'll try....
*massages brain*
Do you sneeze when you look at the sun?
yes, yes i do greggles.
i also play 'green sleeves' when you pinch my cheeks.
*whispers loudly*
She's not talking about her face!
don't you have a thread to kill or an actor to drunkenly lech on to, jessica?
Green sleeves, eh?
Do you often get mistaken for an ice-cream van?
Or an amusement park ride?
well actually...
*fights urge*
nope, too easy.
Hey! I don't remember leching onto an actor! I do remember trying to encourage one to sleep with my sister, which was creepy in itself.
I'm going now. I'm too hurt to continue to stay in this virtual hall of broken mirrors and hurtful memories.
No, I don't know quite what that means either. Sniffle.
jess, don't be like that.
you're strong.
you're better than this.
you can achieve anything.
bless.
Well done. Your restraint is impressive.
I can't believe you flipped my Anthony Robbins style bland-replies of support back to me.
Is there no end you your madness?
"you your madness?"
FOR FUCKS!
This is what happens when I try and come up with replies while talking to certain distracting people on the phone.
*bows out disgracefully*
There's no end to these comments - does that count?
Aleks, I am impressed by your answer to me and I'm not afraid to admit it. I thought you'd go for the more obvious and whiny response of insulting me, and I'm glad to see you rose above it. Well done to you. (I kind of meant my remark tongue-in-cheek anyway.)
Don't worry, I'm not cracking onto you.
Dam Bevis. Oh well, I can continue to dream about it....
Damn you, Aleks! YOU SAID WE WERE FOREVER! And now I find you here hitting on this "BEVIS" fellow? While I support your right to marry whoever you like - male or female - I can't believe you'd be so disloyal to our non-penetrative love.
Kerry my love, would you believe me if I said I got Bevis mixed up with your leader (and the only man I would give myself sexually to) Bob Brown? Thus you shouldn't view this as being disloyal to, but as an indication of my loyalty to The Greens.
"Bob Brown"??
I thought you told me to bob down ...
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