Certainly. 
I’ll take truth, for 500.
Bite my nails, talk in funny voices, sing, laugh a lot.
Another truth, please.
T or D, Bricker?
T or D, The Weird One?
T or D, Revenant?
I’m done with my English-speak, thankfully. Although it *was * fun.
**Liberty ** - tell us about the last time you were completely clumsy without a reason (tripped over a painted line, etc.)
Dare, please. And T or D back to you?
Time for me to inflict my punishment on someone else! Your next five posts must be in pirate-speak only.
And you may pick which one you want to bestow on me!
If you could have a dinner party with 5 people, living or dead, who would they be and why?
Bricker – what’s the most unusual item you’ve used sexually – either alone or with someone?
Anaamika – if you could do one horrible terrible thing and be assured that no one would ever find out, what would it be (and to whom if applicable)?
The Weird One – I dare you to post in the most scathing, sarcastic way that you are able, for the next three posts.
I was walking around the office/department today in socks … bad idea. I over-reacted to this part of the floor that’s warped, and almost ended in the splits. Right infront of the accounting office; those geeks will never let me live it down.
Would you like a truth or dare?
You know who you find really hot? I mean, just smokin’ raw sexy hot?
I do. It’s Abe Vigoda, star of stage and screen.
Tell us, though, what is it about Abe that makes you squirm so deliciously?
I’d either rob a bank or rob some really filthy rich & not-nice person.
liberty, I’ll take a truth!
Baby (cocktail) carrots.
19 of them, to be exact.
:eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: Bricker, you play dirty. Really, really dirty.
I mean - Abe Vigoda!?
And upon preview - carrots? Whoa.
Baby carrots.
I’m sorry – I really do make an effort to keep up, really I do.
Can I just ask another question? You weren’t alone, were you?
Not that there’s anything wrong with that…
Nope. I was not alone with the baby carrots.
Yarr haha harr! Moi first pick be Stephen Fry, and so ‘tis! He be a funny swashbuckler, I tell ye that! Oi reckon then it’d ‘ave to be Joss Stone, arr, she be a winsome lass and no mistake! Then oi think i’d have to be pickin’ that George Lucas! He be a scurvy knave at toimes, but he makes up for it, that he does! I’m thinkin’ after that it’d be that bilgewater rat George Bush…i’m sure oi could find a way to sneak a bit of the ol’ poison in his rations, Yarr harr! And lastly, me heartys, it’d have to be that JK Rowling, so I could start pesterin’ her with questions 'bout 'Arry Potter! Yo ho!
I be pickin’ a truth! Has a scurvy friend of yours ever tried to woo ye, though ye did not love them that way in return? Spill the beans, fair wench! Yar harr harr harrrr!
Well, first of all, a confession: I love balding men. I mean love them. So, Abe definitely has that going for him. I also love old men, that smell they have, that certain cologne they wear that smells kinda like cloves soaked in rubbing alcohol … yum-a-dum-dum. Abe, oh, Abe, he’s got that cute little monkey smile and that great sense of humor, smashing fashion sense. Really, what’s not to love? He can act, too, which is something I find really amazing, since I can’t act my way out of a paper bag. Just seeing him on my TV screen, I just can’t control myself. I see him every night in my dreams. I’m drooling just thinking about my dream last night. And I bet he’s rolling in it, up to his cute little monkey ears in money. Really, just thinking about him makes me horny… :o
I’m feeling unoriginal, so:
If you could have a dinner party with 5 people, living or dead, who would they be and why?
And now, alas, I must get some gosh darn work done!
Alright, I don’t think I can do this one and Feydeau’s at the same time, so I’ll do this one first. With inspiration from dare_devil007_'s friend…
My darling Love,
Oh, I’m so glad to’ve finally met you! I can’t believe we had such an amazing connection right away! It’s like it was meant to be. I mean, what are the chances that we would live just seven blocks away from each other? Seven’s a lucky number, you know. I can’t imagine how I’ve lived my whole life without you, you’re everything I want in a husband, it’s like God made you just for me! Can you come by for dinner tonight? I can’t wait to see you again! Every minute without you is like an eternity of darkness.
Forever yours,
The Weird One