I’ve been tagged

There’s a fun game going on. It’s called “Tag You’re It” and Amor’s Thoughts just tagged me.

Here are The Rules.

1. You must post the rules.
2. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post and then create eleven new questions to ask the people you’ve tagged.
3. Tag eleven people and link to them on your post.
4. Let them know you’ve tagged them!

Amor’s Questions:

1. What do you think happens when you die? I’ll most likely go to heaven if  the “Powers that be” forgive me for all my schlong and revenge posts. And when I become that spirit in the sky, I’ll become ubiquitous in the world wherein my consciousness will be one with mankind and I will have the ultimate understanding about life and existence. Although … this would be ironic because it’s too late to do anything about my newfound insight … this is the irony of life and death.
2. Creation vs Evolution? I believe in survival of the fittest! I was created by my parents, but I’ve evolved into a pragmatic dreamer who believes that dreams can turn into reality if you stay persistent in your goals and not let negativism put a monkey wrench in your progress. 
3. Will there ever be an end to suffering? No, because

Fighting for my right to make my own mistakes

In a world where words such as fairness and justice are open to interpretation I understand that such ideas can have varying meanings at varying degrees.

After all I think that earning a million dollars for merely waking up in the morning is “fair” but it’s a pipe dream unless the value of a millions dollars downgrades to about zilch.

It would be justice for anyone who has done me wrong to grow a third

Have you ever …?

Zoesees inspired this post.

Have you ever …

met a man you didn’t like only to date him and realize that you truly didn’t like him?

hid from someone you haven’t seen in years because you looked like crap that day?

looked in the mirror and said who is that?

ordered 3 super-sized fries at a McDonalds and asked for separate bags so the cashier wouldn’t think it was for you?

kicked a man on the

Inventive thoughts … from a crazy chick

Great inventions from great minds:

Popsicle: In 1905 Frank Epperson left his soft drink with a stirring stick inside it out in the cold and the next day voilà the “Eppsicle” now known as a popsicle was created.

**What do you get when you leave a horny dude out in the cold all night long? A

Pop Culture and Celebrity Confusions

I need help understanding the following phenomena:

Showtime-www.sho.com

Big Brother After Dark: I regretted watching 15 minutes of this live video feed of a bunch of plotting housemates eating, talking and scratching their nether regions. Can anybody tell me why Showtime wants to stream this on their network?

The Kardashians: Why is the media so fascinated with a bunch of untalented albeit attractive “women” who date athletes? And now, they’ve got a clothing line at Sears.

I really need help on this one as I just want to gag myself with a ladle

What Does a Woman Want?

She wants men to stop looking at her tits and ass and look at the goodness of her soul.

She wants to be a sexual object in bed and a respected partner in life.

She wants a little help with the kids.

She wants to soak in the tub without your

How to Have a Happy Day

Transform today from

Terrible 

to

What a Wonderful World Full of Troubles

Today:

I checked my  bank account and saw how poor I am. I can save some money by not shopping … for food.. Good news is that I needed to go on a diet anyway.

I poured sour milk on my cereal. It’s a good thing I noticed the clumps before I started eating. 

I ran out of shampoo and washed my hair with soap. My hair is now nice and

Cosmic Significance of Chaotic Events

I believe in the cosmic significance of chaotic events. Our lives, a farce or tragedy scripted by Irony, contain moments of joy and sorrow. Joy is meant to be and sorrow occurs upon the malfunction of the universe. When chaos strikes I dig deep into my free will and force a chuckle out of misery because I refuse to

Questions I asked Mommy and Daddy

Looking at my childhood pictures reminds me of happy days filled with magical wonderings about the mysteries of the world. My innocence and ignorance inspired me to ask questions, which my parents answered separately and together.

Will Santa give me that big doll house for Christmas?

Not this year sweetie. He’s on a budget.

Why do I have to order from the children’s menu when I can eat more than you can?