<p>Heh. I liked Jake Gyllenhaal once.</p>
<p>What other sorts of prying questions are there to ask you?</p>
<p>What other sorts of prying questions are there to ask you?</p>
<p>I am giving you free range. Go nuts.</p>
<p>I bet you liked Jake Gyllenhaal in Donnie Darko. Because you’re freaky like that.</p>
<p>I haven’t seen Donnie Darko yet. I probably should though. I liked him in The Day After Tomorrow.</p>
<p>Describe your first boyfriend.</p>
<p>You don’t have to that detailed.</p>
<p>Describe your first boyfriend.</p>
<p>Um. I’m really not happy with him anymore, so this will be a very biased description. How could it not be, anyway? Well, I was 14, he was 17. He had (and has) the maturity of a 15-16 year old boy so it checked out. He was really sweet and romantic when we first started dating, and I was like a child, so I was naturally starry-eyed about him.</p>
<p>He’s rich. And he doesn’t have to try for anything. He’s really not very smart, in my opinion. Just average. Very frat boyish. Skinny. Really, really skinny. Not very strong, because he doesn’t like to work out. He parties all the time and does drugs. I’m like, 85% sure he cheated on me with this disgusting stripper-looking girl on a cruise. </p>
<p>He has a boring first and last name. I literally thought I would marry him. I was going to go to school closer to him so we could be together, blahblahblah. I’m glad I dumped him last year. We were together for a long time. Way too long. He forgot my 16th birthday. And our anniversary. Idiot.</p>
<p>Wow, that’s all I’m going to say.</p>
<p>Wow.</p>
<p>Do you remember the first boy you ever had a crush on?</p>
<p>Do I?</p>
<p>Do you wear flannel pyjamas?</p>
<p>Am I going to take a shower in a few minutes?</p>
<p>Are my hives getting better?</p>
<p>Have you ever had a bad allergic reaction?</p>
<p>Ha, your first boyfriend sounds a lot like all of mine.</p>
<p>Except my last one had a cool last name. It means “the big one” in polish.</p>
<p>Do you remember the first boy you ever had a crush on?</p>
<p>Yes ): and actually…he died tragically in a avalanche accident two years ago.I loved him when I was like, 4 years old. I miss him a lot. His name was Tyler.</p>
<p>Do I?</p>
<p>Yes.</p>
<p>Do you wear flannel pyjamas?</p>
<p>Nooo…</p>
<p>Am I going to take a shower in a few minutes?</p>
<p>Yes.</p>
<p>Are my hives getting better?</p>
<p>Yes.</p>
<p>Have you ever had a bad allergic reaction?</p>
<p>To nickel. And Tide fabric softener.</p>
<p>Do you wake up way too early?</p>
<p>Could I possibly die if I come in contact with penicillin?</p>
<p>Do you wake up way too early?</p>
<p>Yes. It’s my dog. She woke me up by nuzzling her wet nose into my hair and face, hahaha.</p>
<p>Could I possibly die if I come in contact with penicillin?</p>
<p>Possibly! Ahh!</p>
<p>Have you ever been on a motorcycle?</p>
<p>Have you ever been on a motorcycle?</p>
<p>No. I hate helmets.</p>
<p>Do you intend to walk around Canada with moldy bread?</p>
<p>That’s not cool, right?</p>
<p>Should Snoop stop insulting Canadian geese?</p>
<p>Are they pretty animals?</p>
<p>Do you intend to walk around Canada with moldy bread?</p>
<p>Ew. What?</p>
<p>That’s not cool, right?</p>
<p>Right.</p>
<p>Should Snoop stop insulting Canadian geese?</p>
<p>I once referred to them as gooses. Yeah, it was really adorable.</p>
<p>Are they pretty animals?</p>
<p>Swans are better, obviously…</p>
<p>Do you know how penicillin was invented?</p>
<p>Are there any other prying questions to be asked?</p>
<p>Are swans beautiful?</p>
<p>Have you never dreamt of such sterile hands?</p>
<p>Do you know how penicillin was invented?</p>
<p>Sigh. I remember reading about it at some point, but medicinal blahblah usually bores me so, I don’t care to remember. </p>
<p>Are there any other prying questions to be asked?</p>
<p>Yes.</p>
<p>Are swans beautiful?</p>
<p>Yes.</p>
<p>Have you never dreamt of such sterile hands?</p>
<p>You keep them folded in your lap.</p>
<p>What are they?</p>
<p>What are they?</p>
<p>Stop that. You must come up with them. I can’t spoon-feed you, snoop. I can’t and I won’t.</p>