Hell is a place where somebody asks you how your day was and you tell them you went to the store and they ask you what store and you tell them, and you tell them what happened while you were at the store and they respond with a story about a time they also went to the store, and you tell them their story is good and they tell you your story is good, and they tell you it’s good to see you and maybe they’ll see you the next time they’re at the store and you go home and wonder if there’s something more than this and you fall asleep.
Artist/Band: They Might Be Giants
Are you male or female: Too-tall girl.
Describe yourself: I am a grocery bag.
How do you feel: Great!
Describe where you currently live: The other side of the world.
Describe your ex: She thinks she’s Edith Head.
Your best friend is: Reprehensible.
Your favorite colour is: Stormy pink-ness.
If your life was a television show what would it be called: “Snowball in Hell”.
What is life to you: Damn good times!
What is the best advice you have to give: When it rains, it snows.
If you could change your name, what would you change it to: Cloisonné. Or maybe Skullivan. Doctor Worm? For real though, Doris Cunningham. No wait, James K. Polk. Or Ana Ng. Or Ondine. Or Mrs. Train.
…or Mosh Momken Abadon. I mean, why the fuck not, right?
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