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Gonads and strife.
Because yay!
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.
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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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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