no, YOU'RE it! (updated)

i thought i was clearly touching the huge "no tag tree" in the side yard. turns out there's no such thing as ashey asherton over at only soot informed me the other, other day. she was right, i've bean (mmmm, beans) tagged again.

so she said i have to answer these questions and once again, it's like an FBI background check over here. all these questions make me nervous. *shifty eyes back and forth* personally, i think this one is mildly threatening: "what would you eat for your last meal?" are you asking me this because you're going to serial kill me later? i plan on not knowing when my last meal is coming. the plan, stan and anyone else who might be reading, is to eat yummy things all the gd time! except for when i ate that noodle bowl (again) i was just hungry that time. i wasn't trying to break any "good tasting records."

i've bean (it's funny every time) reading ms asherton since way back when she was a blogspot, if you can believe that, i know, it's a hard pill to swallow. she likes cats and has some of them living with her. in her house (presumably). one is named keller and he's cute and white and cute. you should go over there and give him a virtual pat. it goes like this: <> hand < / pat >

anywho, she's like twelve at the most, making me feel old at her "i graduated from high school in this century"ness she's got going on over there. it's a little fishy if you ask me. ooo! and she also rides horses! so, score with that one! in conclusion, my favorite movie is the princess bride (yes, i AM aware that this is EVERYONE'S favorite movie. even mormons. i don't even care, though. THAT'S how good i think it is!) oh, fahrmboy! swoon.

the other tag i got tagged with was from erin over at largecatstory. she has an ADORABLE doggie who gets to ride on boats! eeeee! holy sweet tomatoes, is that adorable. well, hers was the whole "10 things about becky" variety. you guys already know about my freckle, so there's that. and hmmm, i told her that i beat her in the "how many stitches have you had?" game. in case you're wondering: i've had 66 in ONE ARM. beat you, too! yes! suck on that, you suckers! and if you think you can beat me, i'll have you know that's not the only place i've had stitches. *wiggles eyebrows while making sutures mildly sexual*

but for reals. i've had a lot of people sew me.

up.

what else to reveal to yous? oo! samesies with erin about harry potter! wooo! i think chuck's taking me to see it! how sweet of him even though he "doesn't know what's going on." whatever, all you need to know is that what's going on is awesome! i hope. fingers crossed for me, ok guys?

the third awesomely, awesome thing about becky (that's me) is that i made everyone's xmass presents last year because it was a "tough year" and everyone still liked them! except i don't remember what i gave my whorey sister. probably just got her a candle i had in my closet.

three things! that's a lot of things. phew, i'm bushed (TWSS).

i am totally frickin tagging the shit out of misspersonincharge at frolicsomenessblog. i got you good! *dissolves into giggles*

and i'm tagging you! yeah, that's right! you over there with the pahsickle! put it back in it's wrapper, stand up, go to the freezer and place it on top of the ice maker. now, come back over here and answer some questions!

your assignment, should you choose to accept it, is to take a picture of an animal and then come up with a back story. using the word "carrot" at least twice. or you could answer the questions here and here. that word again, is carrot. if you do the whole carrot story link back here to make me giggle with giggliness into my giggles.

and then i'll link you to me and i'll have the great carrot story oh nine post and EVERYone will giggle!

i am giddy with anticipation. unless you choose to make me cry. if none of you do it, i will use your questions to find out about you and serve you your "last dinner" and i'll say "here's your juicy steak with frenched fries and a glass of shablee! can you guess what comes next?..." and then i'll throw back my head and say, "ha! ha! ha!" and then YOU'LL cry. and i'll say, "what? i was just gonna give you a hug and a pahsickle." and we'll giggle late into the night together. oh, summer. will you ever steer us wrong?

or i might be all like, "fine! you guys! i didn't even NOTICE that you didn't do my story picture! because i'm too BUSY!" you have until 4:05am eastern standard time. pfft, like i even know what that means. just let me know. i'll let you know when the polls are closing. if you doooooo, i might make you a sooooomething, that will be coooool. just sayin.

ps does it bug you guys that i change your blooogy names? i'll stop if you want. it makes my hair curly, though. and it makes me giggle. you should hear the stuff i call chuck. to sum up, i will cry into my dog's butt hair if you tell me to stop. it's with loooooove that i do it. looooove. if you want to call me "your minuscule poophead" i'm fine with that.

UPDATE! because inquiring minds want to know because they're impolite (she said it!) i will now link you to my scar stories that i already did (one, two and three)! three is pertinent to the 66 stitches. people i'm going to need you to, like read the entire blog over again if you're not going to remember.

update ps what in the sam hill is up with blogger spacing? i frickin want to kill it!