You Are From Neptune |
 You are dreamy and mystical, with a natural psychic ability. You love music, poetry, dance, and (most of all) the open sea. Your soul is filled with possibilities, and your heart overflows with compassion. You can be in a room full of friendly people and feel all alone. If you don't get carried away with one idea, your spiritual nature will see you through anything. |
What Planet Are You From?
I know a lot of people who would agree that I may be from Neptune. But for that matter, they'd probably also agree that I was hatched. They're critics, given to crit-i-cism. :-)
And,
...it's 'cos I said Brady Bunch, isn't it? You bastiges didn't ask me if I like disco, or house. Hmmm... Or hair bands. :-) Yep, yep, nope. If you're interested. I say I would be happier in either this age or the 1920s, or maybe the 50s. Or the future; I could deal with some apocalyptic future. I might even have a cool-ass light sabre, or a laser zappy gun. If I had one of those, I have a list of people I'd zap with it already worked out. I could look up their like, great-great grandchildren and zap them, just on principle. But when I think of the 60s, I think of a bunch of whiny, braless bunny huggers that badly needed to be bathed. Well, that's the impression that I get; almost like air conditioning hadn't been invented yet, or something. And everything back then also just reminds me of porn movies, I've no clue why. 70s would be ok, but only if I could be this ragingly slutty disco girl, and there were no STDs. Or leisure suits.
Well, I have to have standards.
After thinking about it, I'd rather have the zappy gun. I'd use it wisely.
Swear.
And,
You Belong in 1969 |
1969 If you scored... 1950 - 1959: You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in! 1960 - 1969: You are a free spirit with a huge heart. Love, peace, and happiness rule - oh, and drugs too. 1970 - 1979: Bold and brash, you take life by the horns. Whether you're partying or protesting, you give it your all! 1980 - 1989: Wild, over the top, and just a little bit cheesy. You're colorful at night - and successful during the day. 1990 - 1999: With you anything goes! You're grunge one day, ghetto fabulous the next. It's all good! |
...it's 'cos I said Brady Bunch, isn't it? You bastiges didn't ask me if I like disco, or house. Hmmm... Or hair bands. :-) Yep, yep, nope. If you're interested. I say I would be happier in either this age or the 1920s, or maybe the 50s. Or the future; I could deal with some apocalyptic future. I might even have a cool-ass light sabre, or a laser zappy gun. If I had one of those, I have a list of people I'd zap with it already worked out. I could look up their like, great-great grandchildren and zap them, just on principle. But when I think of the 60s, I think of a bunch of whiny, braless bunny huggers that badly needed to be bathed. Well, that's the impression that I get; almost like air conditioning hadn't been invented yet, or something. And everything back then also just reminds me of porn movies, I've no clue why. 70s would be ok, but only if I could be this ragingly slutty disco girl, and there were no STDs. Or leisure suits.
Well, I have to have standards.
After thinking about it, I'd rather have the zappy gun. I'd use it wisely.
Swear.
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