The following quiz was created by Jenny to win the camera contest. We hope you enjoy it.
The person ahead of you in line at comes up 2 dollars short for gasoline that they have already pumped into their car. They being to stutter and apologize. Obviously flustered and embarrassed, you:
Offer to give the person two dollars so they can pay for their gas. You hate to see a fellow human suffer, and besides, you're sick of waiting in line.
Offer to give the person two dollars so they can pay for their gas, but harbor a certain animosity against someone who didn't check all the facts about how much money they had vs. how much gas their particular automobile required. And really, what right does anyone have to drive that kind of gas-guzzler in the midst of a global crisis anyway.
Offer to give the person two dollars so they can pay for their gas, if they agree to dance around the store like a chicken to amuse you.
Leave and go to another store, wish that you could do your convenience shopping online - a truly convenient environment. Did I mention you can't buy pumpkins online either? Brick-and-mortar sucks.
What am I doing in line to buy gas?
Your favorite type of music is:
Anything Irish. Doesn't matter if the musicians are actually Irish, pretending is good enough.
I keep a pretty open mind about music, but I tend to take my cues from reviews I read in the local paper.
Are there boobies?
Lesbian with Guitars.
Who wants to know?
If you could appoint the next President of the United States, whom would you choose?
Anna Nicole Smith! Boobies are the key to globes, err, global understanding.
Jerry Adams, give the Freedom Fighters the respect they finally deserve.
I'm not entirely in favor of appointing a leader. I prefer the anonymity that voting provides me
What do you mean, if?
I'd appoint Al Gore. Make that sonofabitch be president. Maybe I'd just appoint his beard, and I don't mean Tipper. I liked the wild and wooly Al Gore look.
Which is better, major league or minor league ball?
There's no whiskey at either stadium. Since you can tailgate at the Saint's games, I choose minor league.
I'm a fair weather fan, and go where the free ticket are.
Major league. The Saints stadium is too small to avoid making friends.
Baseball sucks, there's no cheerleaders and not enough idiots playing the game to amuse me.
There's minor league baseball? First I've heard of it.
I am willing to provide personal information to a website if:
It entitles me to exclusive information that I can use to my advantage.
If it helps me to create a custom shampoo and conditioner.
The sky turned black and life as we know it ceased to exists.
The website's privacy policy promises to not share that information with anyone else.
They'll show me boobies.
Which am I?