Oh, the wit.

Last night was my night for spontaneous wit.

Witness: (after 3 rum & cokes, mind you)

"I just had a thought ... plaid condoms. The Anti-family Tartan."

Today seems to be the day for the wit of others.

Witness: (bear in mind, I'm sick and sound like a sandpaper-gargling zombie)

Me: *answers cellphone* "Hello?"
Korus: "Hi, can I speak to Sarah, please?"
Me: "Very funny, James."
Korus: "What? I was serious!"

Today just ain't my day. School should be over last week. My cold proclaims it so.

Hmm!

Yoinked from dhio.

I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less.

Ask me anything you want. Really. I'll answer anything. ... I'll try, anyway.

Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.