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Monday, February 06, 2006

Stolen from Squirl again

You Are an Old Soul

You are an experienced soul who appreciates tradition.
Mellow and wise, you like to be with others but also to be alone.
Down to earth, you are sensible and impatient.
A creature of habit, it takes you a while to warm up to new people.

You hate injustice, and you're very protective of family and friends
A bit demanding, you expect proper behavior from others.
Extremely independent you don't mind living or being alone.
But when you find love, you tend to want marriage right away.

Souls you are most compatible with: Warrior Soul and Visionary Soul
What Kind of Soul Are You?

greasemonkey1320 at 3:00 AM

4 People who tried the chili

4 People who found a peppercorn

at 2:53 PM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

I once thought I was an old soul, then I realized my panties just needed changing.

 
at 5:08 AM Blogger greasemonkey1320 said...

J.R. already knew I was an old soul before I took the test. I wonder how she could tell? I wonder if it was my old fartedness? My constant complaining about dumbasses? Man, I hope man pants aren't starting to creep up. I don't wanna go down like Fred Mertz with pants up in my armpits.

 
at 7:35 AM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

If you go down like Fred Mertz, you'll come up with Ethel on your face.

 
at 3:43 AM Blogger greasemonkey1320 said...

Tastes like depends.

 

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