To respond or not to respond....

Wait....
...shit.

Okay then: You have two options of death, and you can only pick one. Would you rather be drowned in an outhouse or get buried alive with freshly roadkilled skunks?

Sorry for the grotesqueness.

Wow. Um... I'd have to say the buried alive one. Since both deal in asphyxiation, but drowning seems much more painful. >>

Yeah, sorry for the gruesome, it was late last night, and I tend to start thinking on that particular side of things at that hour.

Eh, no worries. I think of pretty, uh, strange things myself. But that tends to lead in the direction of boysex and bodysnatching. Usually one without the other, but then there was this one time...

1. Do you like anyone?
2. Do you enjoy the simple things in life?
3. Where is Waldo?

1. Like as in friends like, or like as in 'potentially date' like? :P If it's the former, I like my friends. If it's the latter, I haven't really been looking, but I've met a couple people I have connections with. ^^ (Actually, for having met you only online, I thoroughly enjoy your company. <3)

2. Baby ducks, pickup trucks, dancing in the rain, singing out loud for all to hear... yeah, I just like the sun on a warm day. In other words:

I love my sketchbook
I love the rainy days
I love exploring
And watching horses graze

I love the whole world
And all its wonderment

Boom de ya dah
Boom de ya dah
Boom de ya dah
Boom de ya dah!

3. Behind the drunken Santa with the beard tied on over the ears. XD