Five wonderful things about me.

No really these aren't Dorky, thier wonderful gifts from God. ....Ookay... fine thier dorky, but you needn't tell anyone. You hear me?

My fettish with childhood relects.
The stupid rubber, rippped up goldfish means a lot to me. And so does the seal, don't touch him! He's old and I had to perform emergiance surgery on him a couple of times. Fraggle rock does too rock and pink panther theme song is one of the best.

Little songs and dances
I like food yes I do, I like food how about you? *Little jig and hip swing* Yeah I have more if you want to know...

My random statements in things I have no clue what they are.
Okay so half the stuff that comes out of my mouth is shit, get used to it, it makes you laugh I know it does.

Being hit.
Objects that never move (according to any normal human) have a tendency to get in my way. Trees, shrups, curbs, cords, poles, cars, trees, more poles all like to hit me. I don't know why, they hate me I guess.

Bubble blowing
It is a talent, can't anyone understand that? Sheesh, it takes the right spit consistancy and focus to get the bubbles perfect for flight from my mouth out to the great wide world. *shakes head* you all just don't or won't or shall never can't understand.

This may not be all the dorky things about me, thier the one I think are dorky, I'm sure there are more, maybe those holiday socks? and none of the above is in any particular order. and I have no one to pass this on to. So If you don't see your name on this blog then don't do this dorky quiz.