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Gonads and strife.
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5 Habits Of A Highly Wonky Woman.
1. I go into those stores that sell Hello Kitty products just because I like the smell of plastic.
2. Mornings make me nauseous. Physically. Like I'm pregnant. Only without everything else, including the conception sex.
3. I spend a little time every year seriously contemplating why someone real hasn't tried to become Batman yet.
4. I play MASH with my friends. A lot. But we only do the marriage part, besides the new category we added. Currently I'm married to the Crocodile Hunter but have twice a year hot love affairs with Yan Can Cook.
5. Sometimes I still say Weeee Beep!.
I tag anyone who hasn't done this yet.
a2zmom tagged me. ETA: And aloneinthetown. Yay!5 Habits Of A Highly Wonky Woman.
1. I go into those stores that sell Hello Kitty products just because I like the smell of plastic.
2. Mornings make me nauseous. Physically. Like I'm pregnant. Only without everything else, including the conception sex.
3. I spend a little time every year seriously contemplating why someone real hasn't tried to become Batman yet.
4. I play MASH with my friends. A lot. But we only do the marriage part, besides the new category we added. Currently I'm married to the Crocodile Hunter but have twice a year hot love affairs with Yan Can Cook.
5. Sometimes I still say Weeee Beep!.
I tag anyone who hasn't done this yet.
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Oh, right, you wrote some other stuff up there too. I used to get that way about mornings, too, but somehow haven't had that problem for the past year or so. #3... Huh! Okay, then. ;) #4 = love, too. I don't play it a lot, but I find it highly amusing when I do.
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#4 is funny because like I said, we only do the one category (+ the twice a year hot love affair) but it take FOREVER. Our list of guys is like 200 long or something. And my friend insists on putting weird choices like Chewbacca and Big Daddy from our local Big Daddy's BBQ place (I don't think there IS a real Big Daddy . . .)
Not to diss Chewy, or anything. He has such dreamy eyes.
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My MASH is the opposite in that we tend to do about twenty different categories, with only about five options in each category. Still took awhile.
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You have morning sickness everyday?? LOL. So..how do you know when you actually HAVE morning sickness?
Heh...oh Mash. I remember playing that on the bus rides to school, and field trips etc.
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Maybe if I ever get pregnant, everything will cancel out and I won't be sick at all. That would be nice.
Play it again. I played it in elementary, then stopped because I thought it was so dumb. I picked it up again senior year of highschool, and just thought it was so damn funny...
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Because The BatMan is teh perfect. He is a God amongst men, and no-one will ever be able to copy him. Cos they'd just look, you know...stoopid in the outfit.
i have to ask: what is this MASH game you speak of, grasshopper?
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In other words - only Bill Gates could be Batman. (Now that's a thought).
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The images I'm getting in my head of BG as Batman... *hee*
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Okay, now Bill Gates is turning into David Nabbit.
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I think about it a lot, but it struck me the other day again when I was watching some weird thing about some skier. His goal in life is to achieve this life threatening skiing feat. Sometimes I just wonder if you have the athletic skills and the money for hobbies like that, plus the complete psycho daredevilness, why don't you do something useful, huh? (Of course, it costs more to be Batman than to ski, but that's just an example of something that makes me think about it.)
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Yes. Yes he is. Twisted, traumatized, screwed up. I love that about him.
Heh.
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Fucked-up Batman. Gotta love him.
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Okay, so once you have your list, one of your friends starts drawing a spiral. You tell them when to stop, then you count the number of circles in the spiral, and you have your number.
Say it's three. So, then you go through your list and cross off every third thing. So, skip mansion, apartment, cross off shack, skip house, Brad Pitt, cross off Richard Simmons, skip boy next door, Bill Gates, cross off accountant. When you get to the end of the list, you don't stop counting, you just go back to the beginning. When all but one are crossed off in a category, you're going to get that thing, and you skip it when you do the rest of the counting for your crossing off. Eventually you're left with one thing in each category, and that's your future.
It's a stupid, stupid game. I love it!
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Oh dear.
http://www.livejournal.com/community/mash_slash/
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I'm glad other people have this. I thought I was a freak!
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What's MASH?
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I'm sad so many of you don't know how to play MASH! Here's what I told someone else:
MASH stands for Mansion, Apartment, Shack, House. It's a middle school type game wherein you list jobs you might have, people you might marry, how many kids you might have, and places you might live (thus the mansion, etc aspect of it.) Usually you get to choose two and then your friends choose (they choose evilly because they want to screw you over).
Okay, so once you have your list, one of your friends starts drawing a spiral. You tell them when to stop, then you count the number of circles in the spiral, and you have your number.
Say it's three. So, then you go through your list and cross off every third thing. So, skip mansion, apartment, cross off shack, skip house, Brad Pitt, cross off Richard Simmons, skip boy next door, Bill Gates, cross off accountant. When you get to the end of the list, you don't stop counting, you just go back to the beginning. When all but one are crossed off in a category, you're going to get that thing, and you skip it when you do the rest of the counting for your crossing off. Eventually you're left with one thing in each category, and that's your future.
It's a stupid, stupid game. I love it!
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I bet it's best after drinking many shots... or maybe not. My math skills deterioriate after I've had a few. I'd probably end up unemployed living in a cardboard box with Stumpy the homeless troll.
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Weirdly, I've never played it while drinking (well, I never do shots anyway). I should try it.
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And here is my now patenented explanation for MASH:
MASH stands for Mansion, Apartment, Shack, House. It's a middle school type game wherein you list jobs you might have, people you might marry, how many kids you might have, and places you might live (thus the mansion, etc aspect of it.) Usually you get to choose two and then your friends choose (they choose evilly because they want to screw you over).
Okay, so once you have your list, one of your friends starts drawing a spiral. You tell them when to stop, then you count the number of circles in the spiral, and you have your number.
Say it's three. So, then you go through your list and cross off every third thing. So, skip mansion, apartment, cross off shack, skip house, Brad Pitt, cross off Richard Simmons, skip boy next door, Bill Gates, cross off accountant. When you get to the end of the list, you don't stop counting, you just go back to the beginning. When all but one are crossed off in a category, you're going to get that thing, and you skip it when you do the rest of the counting for your crossing off. Eventually you're left with one thing in each category, and that's your future.
It's a stupid, stupid game. I love it!
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But I was before also. :-)
Weeee. Beep.
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It's a bright future!
WeeeeeeeeeeSPLAT.
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YEAH! I mean, we have the technology! *looks off into the distance as a reed instrument plays a single note*
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Seriously though. There's a lot of athletic rich people who like to do scary things. Plus, most of them are actors so they could pull off the whole sekrit identity thing.
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After all, I'm married to the Croc Hunter, and I have seen that one.
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