Now that my computer has spent two hours of my time, rather than dead time, installing another glorious update that has once again rendered my Photoshop useless… I can finally set about sharing my awesome world with you all thanks to the questions Melanie has posted this week! Are you excited? I’m fucking excited. You’d need an SOS pad to wipe this huge grin I have off my face….
If you had to sum up the whole human species in 3 words, what would those words be?
UNCLE SAM: You know, I sure could go for a BLT right about now…
HAMMY: I hope I give you angina!
SAM: How about stopping with the anti-people literary references and learning to love your fellow man, you heartless swine!
SAM: I fucking hate you….
Where is the strangest place you’ve relieved yourself?
Obviously in an emergency situation.
When I was in fifth grade, I was one of the kids who got the “honor” of being a school crossing guard. Our room which contained our orange safety belts was a very dark and deep closet off from the gym that the school stored stuff in it had probably long since forgotten about (My elementary school was over 70 years old when I attended and was razed a few years after I moved on from it). Me and a couple of the other kids decided we would hide behind some large piece of equipment that was towards the back of this uncharted and unlit room, and jump out and scare one of our fellow patrols when they came in. For whatever reason, I had the urge.. and since it was darker than a possum’s ass and there was no way in hell anyone could possibly know about it… I decided to take a leak there in the back of that room. Probably not the most toxic thing that was in that school since it was probably also full of asbestos…
What is the worst smelling place you’ve ever been?
You mean other than that school closet?
We have a steel mill and a coke plant in town. To the north are a handful of oil refineries. I’m used to the smell, but people visiting my humble town usually gasp for air. It kinda reeks here every day…
How drunk is drunk enough?
For a teetotaler like myself, one sip is drunk enough. My critters are hardier stock, though, so let’s ask them…
If you’d like, please list five things that are priceless to you.