Bloggers like to give out awards to other bloggers, which is really nice and creates a wonderful sense of community in the Blogosphere. In fact the lovely Sarah from Daily Messes passed on ‘The Liebster Blog Award’ to me, and in doing so made me feel all warm and mushy inside at a time when I really needed to feel that way. Then Kristina from There’s no Time for Pants gave me ‘The Versatile Blogger Award’ for having the balls to ermahgerdify myself (and then she went and ermahgerdified herself which made me so happy).
Whilst I appreciate the sentiment behind these awards, and am honoured that people like me enough to pass them on to me, I do have a problem with the fact that you then have to answer set questions about yourself and pass it on to a set number of other bloggers, much like a chain letter. My blog is pretty special to me and an extension of my personality, so I’m not keen on having someone else dictate what I should post on it.
This blog is so awesome it farts Unicorns Award
However, in the spirit with which these awards are intended, I will answer three questions I came up with that are a tad more interesting than the what’s-your-favourite-colour type. Plus, because I’m totally
awesome nuts, I’ve come up with a new award to pass around. There are no rules with this one. Pass it on to someone you think is awesome, or don’t. It doesn’t matter. If you receive this award you can pop it on your site, do a post about it, or answer bizarre questions about yourself, but all of those are optional. You can even award it to yourself. Who’s going to know?
Stuff about me that you didn’t realise you wanted to know
If you were going to kill me, what would you put in my food?
A) chopped up liver from the pufferfish
B) liquidised Cane Toad tadpole
The answer, of course, would be celery. Yes. Really.
Which do you find funnier, farts or queefs?
Queefs, definitely. Even the word is funny. As men find farting to be the ultimate in humour (okay I do too), feminist movements should be using queefs as proof that women are superior to men since men can only fart from one orifice.
The best thing about queefs is that they always occur at the most inappropriate moment, there’s no way of stopping them, and they don’t smell. Just like me really!
What colour knickers would you wear on a date with your favourite celebrity?
Duh! I wouldn’t be wearing knickers. Johnny Depp is a busy man so lets not waste time wrestling with my giant panties.
Bloggers worthy of the “This blog is so awesome it farts Unicorns” Award
These girls make me laugh so hard, and if I ever got the chance to meet them I’d have no choice but to hump their legs. Go stalk them, but not in the creepy way that I do.
In alphabetical order
Bad Parenting Moments
Hollow Tree Ventures
Hot Mess Mom
Just Keep Swimming
Let Me Start by Saying
My Life and Kids
Old Dog New Tits
People I want to punch in the throat
Parenting: Illustrated with crappy pictures
The Bearded Iris
The Divine Secrets of a Domestic Diva
I know I’ve missed out some more awesome blogs that I stalk, but my brain is a bit mushy today so I’ll have to pimp them when my head comes out of the fog.
Oh and if you like my blog you could always award me with the award I created. Now that would be spiffing. Or you could tell everyone else how Unicorn-fartingly awesome it is so they can chortle, snigger or guffaw as appropriate when they read my ravings. It’s a win-win situation for all, but especially me.