A snapshot
If I were a crayon color, what would you be?
A snapshot
If I were a crayon color, what would you be?
I am the music floating free, I am the puppet trapped in the box... I am the cascades flowing tranquilly, I am the lava bursting from the mouth of the volcano... I am the rose blooming in a winter storm, I am the frost-bite on your finger in June... I am knowledge, I am ignorance... I am full of likenesses, I am full of contradictions.
~Me
a fluoro texta.
If I were a feather, what would you be?
Louis: My God! The Dukes are going to corner the entire frozen orange juice market!
Ophelia: Unless somebody stops them...
Coleman: ...or beats them to it.
[all turn and look at him]
Coleman: Egg-nog?
A dove.
If I were a textile, what would you be?
I am the music floating free, I am the puppet trapped in the box... I am the cascades flowing tranquilly, I am the lava bursting from the mouth of the volcano... I am the rose blooming in a winter storm, I am the frost-bite on your finger in June... I am knowledge, I am ignorance... I am full of likenesses, I am full of contradictions.
~Me
A jumper.
If I were a jaguar, what would you be?
Louis: My God! The Dukes are going to corner the entire frozen orange juice market!
Ophelia: Unless somebody stops them...
Coleman: ...or beats them to it.
[all turn and look at him]
Coleman: Egg-nog?
A panther
If I were a lioness, what would you be?
I am the music floating free, I am the puppet trapped in the box... I am the cascades flowing tranquilly, I am the lava bursting from the mouth of the volcano... I am the rose blooming in a winter storm, I am the frost-bite on your finger in June... I am knowledge, I am ignorance... I am full of likenesses, I am full of contradictions.
~Me
Paralyzed in fear
If I were a kneecap, what would you be?
A teaspoon.
If I were the man from Atlantis, what would you be?
The one asking for anecdotes from the lost city
If I were too inquisitive, what would you be?
evasive
If I were evasive, what would you be?
I like poetry,long walks on the beach and poking dead things with a stick.
A hunter![]()
If I were a hunter, what would you be?
Impenetrable wilderness.
If I were an impenetrable wilderness, what would you be?
Lost
If I were lost, what would you be?
I am the music floating free, I am the puppet trapped in the box... I am the cascades flowing tranquilly, I am the lava bursting from the mouth of the volcano... I am the rose blooming in a winter storm, I am the frost-bite on your finger in June... I am knowledge, I am ignorance... I am full of likenesses, I am full of contradictions.
~Me
I would put your leg in a splint and take you to a doctor or someone who could take care of your leg.
If I were a bagel, what would you be?
I am the music floating free, I am the puppet trapped in the box... I am the cascades flowing tranquilly, I am the lava bursting from the mouth of the volcano... I am the rose blooming in a winter storm, I am the frost-bite on your finger in June... I am knowledge, I am ignorance... I am full of likenesses, I am full of contradictions.
~Me