In a Past Life... |
[Horked from the foxy Headcase]
In a Past Life... |
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
Broad said: Like I said, my feelings are complicated on the matter, so ... I’m interested, however, in Her Highness’ thoughts on… ...[go].
Caterina said: ARGH!!! Not to deny you your goddess-given right of reflections and wishing what might-have-beens, but this guy was straight up… ...[go].
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].
I could totally see you as a happy-go-lucky assassin.
Do you get dental with that?