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which ambiguous dyke are you? Quiz by
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Must have been the Gatorade question. Currently we have ... hold on
...at least five different kinds in the house, and I mean five ways it comes
packaged. I'm not even counting differnet flavors. I never really think of Patty
as a granola-head, despite the Birkies. I, on the other hand, was once accused of
having "granola" tattooed on my forehead, so I suppose it's appropriate. 'Course,
I'm not a dyke (I would be, except that whole sleeping-with-women idea doesn't
really do much for me), but Patty's really more attracted to Charlie Brown than
Marcie, so it all fits. And I say this as something of an expert in the field,
having at one point in my youth had the Peanuts oeuvre from 1950 to the 1970s damn
near memorized.
Not that this is relevant, but fuck, weekends are a goooood thing.
Posted by dichroic at August 16, 2002 04:59 PM