Not Exactly Balm For The Ego

First I’m compared to the Tick, and now this:
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I’m with YakBoy; I think the ridiculous number of edged weapons and blunt instruments in the house should have counted for more. Plus if the alignment test is right, I’m somewhat low on brains, and therefore culinarily less desirable.
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June 6th, 2007 at 10:59 am
Wow I never thought of Abraham Lincoln, Sherlock Holmes and Captain Picard as stupid. By the way… Follow me if you want to live i gots me a good zombie basing score. HA!
June 6th, 2007 at 1:29 pm
Wow, what about The Tick? He’s a total lummox. He’s the one I was thinking of when I mentioned The Tick.
And the phrase is “come with me if you want to live”. 😛
June 7th, 2007 at 1:10 pm
No I changed it to “follow me” after a lot of deep thought, I figured the last thing a poor thirty-four percenter like your self needs during a zombie attack is the fear that I am challenging you to some odd man-o-a-man-o challenge involving rhythm.
June 7th, 2007 at 3:55 pm
Huh, turns out I’m 79%
June 7th, 2007 at 4:57 pm
Wow. Well, you were always more committed to the whole survivalism thing than me. Plus you have the Alpacas for clothing, meat and, um, self defense. Alpacas spit acid, don’t they?
And I can only assume that you have a lavish emergency food store. 😉
June 7th, 2007 at 9:28 pm
By the way, Shawn: I have been specifically forbidden by my wife from responding to your last comment on this post. Sorry. ❗
June 8th, 2007 at 8:16 am
Your wife is a very wise woman, I wish I drank so I could use that as an excuse for such an icky comment, ummm my mind was warped from drinking acidic Alpaca spit, erp that did not help but it was supposed to, now I AM BLUSHING…ummm….. My head is hung in shame I will keep those kinds of comments to Rimshots inflate-a-date parties. Ahhh I keep digging the hole deeper, I will be quiet now. 😳
June 8th, 2007 at 8:19 am
Thanks so much for the mental image of you french-kissing an Alpaca. It’s a bitch to get vomit off a 20 inch LCD, lemmetellyou.