MadLibs, forever my hero.

Finish the Sentence Meme-Entry-Survey-Thingy-Jiggy-Monkey-Thinger-Thing

The reason I shot him was… on purpose.

The problem I have with paperclips is… paperclips…?

I don’t do drugs anymore because… they eat me!

It’s a good hair day when… I pretend I don’t have any!

The Force is… the guiding light of the universe.  It’s a bright one, too.  Like Jupiter.  It’s usually a bright light in the night.  Right? 

On Casual Friday, I… wear the same thing I do every day!  I love my job!  : )

When I was born… the doctor cried out, society quaked, God trembled, my dad finished his taxes and the world slowly spun. 

The last time I was covered in slime… I fought Gumbi and Gumbi won.  ::dances::

I lit a few candles and… my mom panicked and handed me a fire extinguisher. 

When my parents walked in… Wait, why are my parents walking in together?  Hmm, maybe my father is giving my mother a piggy back ride.  DAMMIT.  I want a piggy back ride now.  I’m always the one who gives them.  No one cares about the pack horse. 

The worst thing about being abducted by aliens is… it’s not a tax write-off.

The little Italian plumber offered me some ‘shrooms, and… and… and… I got really confused- he should be making me pizza, not dealing shrooms and playing with pipes!  (Heh heh heh!)

So I’m handcuffed to the radiator again, and I think to myself… …radiator???  Kinky!

An analogy: music is to candy as… Belly flops are to rhinoceri.

I opened the papoose on my back and discovered… LOL.  Papoose!  LMAO!  Open… papoose… LOL.  ::tears up from laughter::  Sorry, sorry, what was the question again?!

If I could have any STD… I’d decline politely and throw a pie in your face.  Ka-POW!  (Chicken?)

You know what they say… You can pick your friends.  You can pick your nose.  But you can’t pick your friend’s nose. 

I was gonna fill out this stupid "finish the sentence" thing, but… ::scratches head::  Now I’m REALLY confused.  ::rubs head gingerly::    Ow. 

Now, must find aluminum foil… Must make tent… Must fuck up the IRS…
…What?? 

(Thank you, Ensor, for providing the base ammunition for this entry.)

†   INMATE   †

Wearing::  Giantly bell-bottomed slinky brown pants, black A-shirt that says FOCUSED on dance all blurry like.  And one green half sock.  I was doing turns but I didn’t warm up so I got frustrated when I only did 4 (I was doing 8 and 9 yesterday!  My neck is even sore today!) and gave up. Go me!       …  
Last ate::  This rice/shrimp/sausage/celery/carrot/broccoli/onion/jalapeno concoction thing.
Feeling::  AWAKE.  O.O  I haven’t done much all day except job hunt and try to find a good video camera to purchase so I’m pretty hyper…  pent-up energy… WEEEEEEEEE!!!
Listening to::  ‘In My Head’ Tech N9ne