Tig.: I can't stop giggling...I'm so bad -is dying laughing-

Sunday, September 05, 2004

I can't stop giggling...I'm so bad -is dying laughing-

I took this...quiz thingie...and just -dies giggling like wild- Can't stop laughing...


Your Name: Jamie
Birthday: June 24th 1988
Second Favorite Color: Pink
Title of the song stuck in your head: Sunday Morning by Maroon 5
You will meet Dom: When you create a demo CD with your new band, "Sblombie". He loves all the lyrics and contacts you.
He will say: "Damn. No wait-Yes, damn."
You will say: "Can we...talk some more?"
Afterward you will: Pelt him with tiny stones to get his attention and when he gets pushed past the limit (you hit him in his crotch) he tackles you to the ground and steals all your rocks, but doesn't get off of you.
You guys will hang-out: All the time.
Worst part: He begs for sex perpetually. You're his goddess. Damn.
Best part: You can't chose just one!


THERE! -is in pain- That highly amused me. HIGHLY amused me. There was much giggling. I'm going to retake it about a thousand more times...which means more giggling.

God damn it I love this song. Damn Maroon 5.

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