ten years ago
Okay not really.
This is not about ten years ago. This is about Frisky Girl pulling one of those devious and aberrant tags “if you read this post you are tagged.” But, it is late and I am feeling lazy and also not real creative tonight so you get your tag Frisky Girl.
Damn. You.
What were you doing 10 years ago?
Kicking Hollywood’s ass.
What were you doing 1 year ago?
Getting my ass kicked by Hollywood.
Five Songs That You Know All The Lyrics To.
1. Jinglebells.
2. Jinglebells.
3. Jinglebells.
4. Jinglebells.
5. Um, Jinglebells.
Five Things You Would Do If You Were a Millionaire.
1. Stomp around in a rage a million does not go far.
2. Go on an unsane Victoria’s Secret buying spree. Could anything be more fun for me than buying every item in the catalog? Could anything be more fun for the sales person? Love fest!
3. Buy my building and evict every tenant who has pissed me off.
4. Get luminares and never worry about red wine stains again yay!
5. Stock up on strumpet & pink yay!
Five Bad Habits.
1. Tormenting men.
2. Tormenting men.
3. Tormenting men.
4. Um, did I say tormenting men yet?
5. And oh yeah, tormenting men.
Five Things You Like To Do.
1. Kiss.
2. Touch.
3. Yearn.
4. Fuck in public.
5. Oops.
Five Things You Would Never Wear Again.
1. Diapers.
2. All clothing items before seventeen will not work I am taller. [How many people will it annoy if I say I still have pants from when I was nineteen that fit?]
3. Hand cuffs go better if they are consensual.
4. I have moved past goth and corsets — not really I am wearing a goth corset right now.
5. Never fall asleep in an underwire bra.
Five Favorite Toys.
1. Men.
2. Wait.
3. Back up.
4. This is about those kinds of toys?
5. I am so not telling. Fresh!
Okay just consider yourself tagged if you can actually rally the strength.
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21 Responses to ten years ago
Okay the diapers just cracked me up.
You are hilarious! I am not tagged, tired tagging doens’t work, Enjoy your rest though Max.
Um, how many times a day do you change frillies, anyway?
i am actually annoyed that you have pants fitting you since you were 19. i can’t even fit in the pictures anymore.
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Five Songs That You Know All The Lyrics To.
Spanish Train
Yesterday
Farewell to Nova Scotia
Enter Sandman
Mysterious Ways
You will have to sing those to me I do not know those songs.
Am I an idiot? I’ve never heard of most of these songs that get mentioned and barely know some of the groups.
I guess this is where mis-spent youth comes home to haunt and torment me.
Max, you may want him to hum Enter Sandman to you.
I did it just for you over in the land of Pants.
I’m not up on tagging rules, but this just seems wrong. My mere desire to read todays incredibly clever max post should not be punished.
It was clever though.
You torment men? Is that like on thursday’s or something?
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Kitty, are the words bad, or is it just better hummed?
Here are my five songs-
Marie La Veau -Oscar “Papa” Celestin ( my personal favorite )
This Little Girls Gone Rockin- Ruth Brown
Cross Over The Bridge- Patty Page
Haunted House Blues- Bessie Smith
Rum and Coca-Cola – Andrew Sisters
It’s a song about fears and nightmares.
One of the best heavy metal songs ever made.
Well Valliant has a dark side his songs will not be chirpy but they will all be good.
Enter Sandman is Metallica and Yesterday is probably from The Beatles. The latter is quite bittersweet. Must be AJ’s sentimental side coming out.
Did you say you’re up for a good romp in the open? If only public walls could talk.
“Why she had to go I don’t know she wouldn’t say..”
Great. Now I’ve got that song stuck in my head.
“Yesterday is probably from The Beatles. The latter is quite bittersweet. Must be AJ’s sentimental side coming out.”
My girlfriend Holly decided to try and teach me to sign once. Yesterday was once the songs that she used in the (failed) attempt.
Images of Valliant in a church choir robe are flashing through my head. They are very incongruos.
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