Hello, Quiz

Fight Club!


What Movie Do You Belong in?


Krista asked me the last time she saw a batch of quizzes on here if I was cheating or not. And, after this quiz, I'm starting to wonder if they just aren't too accurate for their own good. Creepy!

Oh, something funny from last night. While the group of us that went to Zola's were waiting for our table, we sat in the Bar and shot the shit. There was a girl in the bar with the cutest little set of cherries inked on her neck. I had to tell her how much I enjoyed them, and she ended up being totally sweet.

I sat down next to her and gabbed, and stole a ciggarette. She giggled as she handed it to me, and warned me it was a Newport. I told her that menthols were a tasty minty treat, kinda like candy canes-- they only come around so often, but you're always tickled when they do.

I run into her again about 3/4 into my visit to Zolas, sometime before dessert has arrived-- and her friend Tracy has arrived. Both of these girls are beautiful, I gotta say, but neither one is prettier than the other, just pretty in different ways.

So, we're talkin' about UPN sitcoms, when Lisa asks me if I knew who Tracy was. Of course I didn't have a clue, and Lisa responds with "Beyonce". Well, I lean around and grab "Beyonce"'s ass, and proceed to laugh mine off. I told them that I was gonna leave here and tell everyone that I grabbed beyonce's ass at the bar-- had I taken a photo I coulda gotten away with it, Tracy really did look a lot like her.


Lisa: Now, do you know who I am?
Me: Toni Braxton?
Lisa: Why does everyone say that?! No! I'm J.Lo!
Me: Prove it! Turn around?
*turns*
Me: Stick it out! Shit gurrrrl, even white boys gotta shout.
Tracy: Baby got back.