1.  What does snarky mean?
Well, it apparently has several different connotations.  However, the following definition is what I believe it to mean, so of course I‘m right.

A witty personality that uses cynicism and sarcasm to pepper every remark, comment, or conversation. Almost always done in a humorous tone.  Can lead to complete satirical meltdown.

2.  Are you really as crazy as you seem?
Fuck.  Did you even  take the time to read my “About Me” page?

3.  What med’s are you taking?
Absolutely none.  I’m going the whole “natural” route.  Nicotine and caffeine, works like a charm.

4.  Do you really have kids?
What the fuck does that mean?  Where do you live?  Give me your home address and I will send you a photo of my little angels.

5.  Is your real name Angie?
You tell me.  Is there an Angie living next door to you?

6.  Can I be your #1 fan?
Sure.  Send me $100,000 in non-sequential, unmarked bills and tell me why you love and adore me above all others, and I’ll kick the other s.o.b down to #2.

7.  Why do you make fun of such a sad childhood?
Because laughter negates the propensity to become a prostitute and seek love in all the wrong places. Which turns out is a good thing, because my low self-esteem keeps me from feeling comfortable getting naked in front of others…that and I’m way to picky to be a prostitute.

8.  Why do you always feel the need to be right?
I guess because as a child it never mattered if I was right, I was still punished.  Now if I’m right,  I can take that and shove it right down their throats until they choke on it.  Oops, sorry.  That was one of those “other” personalities stepping up to bat.

9.  What would you say to someone who seems to wallow in the sadness of their childhood?
Definitely continue to wallow.  You can get some good mileage out of wallowing.  Remember, a true artist suffers for his art.  But, don’t ever stop coming up for air…make a joke about it and then laugh your ass off!  Laughter IS really the best medicine.

10.  Who do you think are your “demographics”?
Crazy fucks of all ages.  In life, there is no shortage of crazy!  I’m not on this limb all by myself you know.

11.  Why do you feel the need to use profanity?
I don’t NEED to use profanity…I WANT to use profanity.  It feels so fucking good to say fuck for emphasis.  You should take the stick out of your ass and fucking try it sometime.  Oops, sorry.  That was one of those “other”…no wait, that one was me.  Fuck.  See, I do confuse myself from time to time.

12.  Do you care that you might offend someone? Hmm…let me think.  Um, nope, can’t say that I care at all.  I mean, this is my life, my blog, my tiny space in this big, crazy world, so if you are easily offended, I would suggest you run, not walk, run far, far away from here!! :0)