Asked by myangelsareweeping
That would never happen because bears are my friends. But, if for some reason a bear with chainsaw hands did mistake me for someone else and decided to attack, I also hope that he would stay away from my face.
Asked by Anonymous
I want to print this out, roll it up, stuff it into a bottle, and then bury that bottle in my parents’ backyard. Then, twenty years later, I’m gonna dig it up, open it, read the note you left and smile, knowing that after twenty years, we’re still best friends and we will be forever.
Asked by Anonymous
And I love that you love my compliments. Because sometimes I’m like, “Does this even make sense?” and then you guys are like, “I’m totally reblogging this,” and them I’m like, “Awww yeah!” Ya know?
Asked by oneawkwarddayatatime
Thank you. Thank you. You’re far too kind. And you know what? I’d be happy to give you my autograph. Free of charge, of course. Just let me know.
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