What Is Your Animal Personality?

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So a while back I decided I should start trying to record my dreams.

You know how you wake up in the middle of the night, and think
“Gosh, that dream was fucked up!” and then fall back asleep only to
forget everything in the morning?

I started keeping a little notebook near the bed figuring I should
actually get out of bed and write my dream down before falling back

So here was last night’s / this morning’s:

I’m sitting on my porch and squeezing color out of tubes
to mix a reddish color to use for dying my hair. Before I
can actually do anything with the color I’ve created, Mario
offers to take me to look at the new house I’m moving into.
I jump in his car and off we go.

Five minutes later, I realize I have the paintbrush still in
my hand but forgot the dye on the porch. It also started to
drizzle, so I insist we turn around to get the dye. Sadly,
the rain ruined it before we got back, so I threw it away.

We depart again, in the heavy rain. Along the way, Scott
calls to “thank me for a good evening” the previous night.
Only, he meant to call some guy named Matthew and dialed my
cell by accident. OOPS. He gets embarrassed, so we start
talking about other things.

Just then I look up and notice there are several cars in
front of us driving on bare wheels (without tires). We
start to cross a bridge, and I drop the phone as I become
suddenly filled with terror.

We’d started crossing a long bridge across a river, and the
heavy rain caused the water level to rise so high that it was
washing over the road surface. The cars in front of us plunge
into the water since they were driving on bare wheels. We
stop the car, realizing the force of the water has started
tearing the bridge apart in front of us.

Stuck with no where to go, we jump out of the car and run
back the other way. At this point Mario somehow became Erik.
The bridge continues being torn apart from the middle and Erik
and I find ourselves jumping across cracks and climbing through
broken bridge pieces toward safety.

Realizing the bridge leading back to the shore had already fallen
into the water, we grabbed on tight to each other (and the bridge)
and get swept away by the flood waters…

Yeah, so that made no sense…but it was a dream and i succeeded
in recording it for later amusement and analysis.

Me? Pure?

Your Ultimate Purity Score Is…
Category Your Score Average
Self-Lovin’ 35%
When I think about you – or anyone – I touch myself
Shamelessness 35%
Puts ’em on the glass
Sex Drive 36%
I got needs, baby, you gotta unnastan’!
Straightness 69%
Felt someone up once
Gayness 1%
Makes Dr. Frank-n-Furter look tame
Fucking Sick 76%
Refreshingly normal
You are 45% pure
Average Score: 69.3%