I'm basic panties?!?!
I've become "one of them." I have fallen into the category of bored people who fill out those stupid surveys on myspace. Why do I fill them out? I don't konw. They 're the most pointless things I've ever waisted my time on. But for some reason I've become strangly addicted. By answering two questions about how I flirt with guys and what I do on the weekends, these surveys can tell me what kind of beer I am, what city I am, what kind of car I am, what kind of kisser I am, and even what kind of sex I am.
The other night I engaged in my newest survey, titled What Kind of Panties Are You? I had seen it on my friend, Laura's page and I figured I would try it out too. She had been categorized as "designer panties." Since we've been friends for a long time and we have some things in common, I figured I would probably be "designer panties" too. So I answered the five stupid questions that they ask and then clicked submit. I waited for my incredibly slow computer to open the new page where it would reveal my category. It finally loaded the page and I quickly scrolled down to see the results.
"I'm basic panties?!?!" I said with complete disappointment.
"What the hell does that mean!? I'm boring? I have no life? There's nothing exciting about me at all???"
Tyler, who was sitting behind me in what he calls "God's chair"(the recliner I bought him for his graduation last year), heard my complaints and turned around to see what I was bitching about.
"What are you talking about honey?" he said.
"Tyler am I basic panties?" I responded. "I just filled out one of these damn survey things and it said I was basic panties. That means I'm boring!"
"No you're not boring," he said. "You know those things aren't right. They're stupid. I don't think you're basic panties...I think you're no panties."
I couldn't help but laugh. Tyler always seems to know what to say to cheer me up when I'm being a big drama queen about something.
However, even though he cheered me up for the time being, I'm still paranoid about that survey. What if I am just basic panties!? I guess I will just have to start spicing things up a bit!
The other night I engaged in my newest survey, titled What Kind of Panties Are You? I had seen it on my friend, Laura's page and I figured I would try it out too. She had been categorized as "designer panties." Since we've been friends for a long time and we have some things in common, I figured I would probably be "designer panties" too. So I answered the five stupid questions that they ask and then clicked submit. I waited for my incredibly slow computer to open the new page where it would reveal my category. It finally loaded the page and I quickly scrolled down to see the results.
"I'm basic panties?!?!" I said with complete disappointment.
"What the hell does that mean!? I'm boring? I have no life? There's nothing exciting about me at all???"
Tyler, who was sitting behind me in what he calls "God's chair"(the recliner I bought him for his graduation last year), heard my complaints and turned around to see what I was bitching about.
"What are you talking about honey?" he said.
"Tyler am I basic panties?" I responded. "I just filled out one of these damn survey things and it said I was basic panties. That means I'm boring!"
"No you're not boring," he said. "You know those things aren't right. They're stupid. I don't think you're basic panties...I think you're no panties."
I couldn't help but laugh. Tyler always seems to know what to say to cheer me up when I'm being a big drama queen about something.
However, even though he cheered me up for the time being, I'm still paranoid about that survey. What if I am just basic panties!? I guess I will just have to start spicing things up a bit!
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