The Blackangel

Been there, done that. Either is fine with me.

I would go with the zoo. Whilst I agree that wild should stay wild, the sad fact is that due to humans too many are endangered, and breeding programs in captivity is their only hope. Keep them as wild as possible, but do what you can to bring them back from the brink. Also they are more important than entertaining some asshole I neither know nor care about.

No. When it’s over, it’s over. If you can’t get over it, that’s your problem. You don’t want to make it mine. I have an obsessed ex. She can’t get it through her skull that we broke up more than 20 years ago.

More often than I care to admit. But like you said, when it’s bedtime. Then I’m lucky if my brain is even on.

Unlimited magical powers that would elevate me to having godlike abilities. Meaning I can do anything I want, no matter what. After that, I would just hold on to the other two.

I already am colorblind, so this question is impossible for me to answer.

I used to dress in one color from head to toe every day. For example I would wear blue shoes, blue shorts, blue underwear/bra, blue shirt, and a blue headband or once in a while a blue hat. Also blue eyeshadow. It was the same with other colors. Why I did it, I don’t honestly know. Boredom most likely. But I haven’t done that for years now.

Celebrate at the knowledge that I have no actual biological link to the ones I grew up around.

Not counting man made chemical reactions, the worst thing would be a nest of pissed off hornets.

Who the hell is that?

I mentioned this on another thread, but what I hate is when someone texts me and says “Call me” and nothing else. So now I call people who do that, say “Text me” and hang up. A few have gotten the fucking point.

Without going into specifics, human pain and suffering.

I hit the wrong numbers. I would want to be nine inches tall.

I thought their combined worth was almost a billion.

I have both Disturbed and Linkin Park ringtones on my phone. So what does that make me? I never had status more than anything except being a complete loser. I was the one kid in school that everyone hated. The bullying was enough that I dropped out halfway into my junior year. I remember everyone telling me that in 20 years I would wish I was back in school. Well 20 years came and went, and I have never wanted to be back there even once. Besides, if I have to be in a god damn classroom that fucking bad, I can just take some minor courses at the junior college here in town or the vocational school. Problem solved.

Both are really appealing. Beyoncé has the sex appeal and talent. She's worth about as much as he is. So being a woman myself, despite not being into her music style, I would go with Beyoncé.

Nine inches would be a gnome or faerie of some kind. I'm not interested in either. But 11 feet tall, is just too much. It's actually so much it's gross. So I would have to go with 11" for this one.

I'm with you. I'll take the photographic memory. That would help me in more ways than just raising my IQ would. Although, raising my IQ to 200 would be almost doubling it.

Would it even be legal for me to answer this question honestly?

I'm already skilled enough at lying that I can make people believe anything if I put my mind to it. I can also tell when someone is lying fairly well, but not all the time. So I would pick being a lie detector.

Wedding night. if the relationship has gone that far, the two of you could laugh about it. But if you're in bed and going at it, then it can be a little bit of an issue. The guy will just think he's fucking you so hard he's making you fart, which will boost his ego.

I would do the heels. If they were wedge or block, I would be find. Pumps however are a definite no. Also I don't think the girl in the video has ever worn stilettos.

I can give up texting. No problem whatsoever. I've even been considering turning off the text ability on my phone because it's just such a pain in the ass at times.

You just use the grease after the bacon/ham/sausage is fried. You pit in some milk, and some flour, and you stir it up until it's gravy. Simple as that. And you have white country gravy. As for brown gravy, not a clue. I've never made it, so I don't have any idea how to make it.

That's exactly the reason any and all of my important files are on thumb drives and SD cards. The only things on my computer are pictures and a couple games. I empty my cache and cookies before I shut down every day, my hard drive is encrypted and password protected, I back it up regularly once I'm sure there is no malware, viruses, or worms on it. Once that is confirmed, I also clone everything to an external hard drive. I don't take chances. Granted, I'm not important or rich enough to bother with to your average hacker. My credit rating isn't in the toilet, it's already been flushed down the fucking thing. SO if you stole my identity, you would be worse off than you were beforehand. You couldn't buy shit, and any time you tried to use a fraudulent credit card you made up it would be rejected. You could use it for criminal activity, like if you were slinging, but that's it. And if I get busted for some shit I didn't do, I'm gonna have to kill someone. Besides there are things about me that would prove I'm innocent and that my identity was stolen. Some that is blatantly obvious, and some that isn't obvious. To the naked eye at least. Also some of my tattoos could help that out. Because if the thief doesn't have them, I'm off the fucking hook and he's left to deal with his own stupidity. So fuck you identity thieves.