| In a Past Life... |
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[Horked from the foxy Headcase]
| In a Past Life... |
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If I use my full title:
You Were: A Forlorn Philosopher.
Where You Lived: Central Africa.
How You Died: Suicide.
If I just use my position:
You Were: A Famous Magician.
Where You Lived: Italy.
How You Died: Typhoid fever.
Interestingly, typing in your current profession and the results it spits out have nothing in common with one another.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, I’m also “Chocolate Chip Ice Cream”. That one at least isn’t random.
Incompatible with Strawberry Ice Cream,
Dix




Wholovesya? said: By the by, guess who was most nasty about the charitable giving? The frigging church. My church and my mom’s… ...[go].
Wholovesya? said: By the by, I’m not the only one I know. I have friends who work at soup kitchens because they’re… ...[go].
Wholovesya? said: As you know, I was a voyeur to the beginning of this, and I was loving your comment! I have… ...[go].
DixonHill said: Thanks for the “King of the Hill” reference, otherwise I’d have had NO idea who these guys were. Doesn’t mean… ...[go].
Broad said: I don’t know. I think it might translate better on, say, Adult Swim or something. Give it the Seth Green… ...[go].







I could totally see you as a happy-go-lucky assassin.
Do you get dental with that?