“Crank Dat”? What’s that? I have no idea how to even attempt such a thing.

The nastiest thing I’ve ever eaten was something gourmet with mushrooms in it. I’m a very picky eater.

If I miss the memory, isn’t it gone? Well, anyway, I don’t remember much, and what I do is horrible, so “N/A”?

“Did it hurt?” he asks “Did what hurt?” she replies “When you fell from heaven?” And no, I’ve never used it, I think it works better for guys.

The Disney characters I pick are Figment and…Yeah, it’s cliche teenage girl, but I don’t care… Captain Jack Sparrow!!!!!

I want to be in a commercial for Geico, with that gecko, not the cavemen.

I’m going to name my kids: Boys: James Aldric, John Murdoc, Girls: Joyce.

The stupidest rule I’ve ever come across is actually a law where I live. It’s illegal to fart in a public place on Thursday after 6 pm.

I’m skipping the expectation question because I have been, and am in lovelovelove, seriously. And it’s great.