how much cher is in you?
oh come on. it's a useful thing to know. really
you and your friends are going out to dinner at a nice restaurant. you decide to wear:
a black leather thong. maybe some thigh-high vinyl boots. maybe.
a strappy black leather dress. and fishnets.
tight, studded, stone-washed jeans, and a silk blouse. and perhaps a blonde wig.
something comfortable, loose, hippie-ish.
a very conservative, nice outfit...although i may wear some black lace/leather/plastic lingerie underneath.
anything but orange. oh god. i hate orange.
a lab coat and stethescope.
tell me about your voice:
it's the deepest voice ever. so deep. so deep that it's not audible to the human ear. elephants dance to my music, though.
it's very deep. i've been mistaken for a man (if i am female).
it's kind of deep, but people rarely comment on it.
it's pretty average. sometimes i say "ho-o-o" against my will, though.
it's a actually kind of high.
it's pretty high and i've been known to say "meep!"
it hasn't changed yet. damn!
tell me about your romantic past and present:
you mean you don't already know? i thought i'd done everyone by this point...i could've sworn you and i, one night in '76...oh, nevermind.
i've had a large number of romantic involvements. large meaning large. very large.
i've had my share (cher...?) of relationships, but nothing completely out of the realm of ordinary.
i haven't had that many boyfriends/girlfriends/husbands/wives. some of my relationships only last a week or two, though.
i'm not that experienced, but i have a penchant for men named "sonny."
i'm in love!
i'm virginal.
your hair:
is long, luscious, dark, curly, huge. various animals and children live in its gelled depths.
is usually long and dark, but i've been known to do some radical things to it.
is blonde, or often covered by a wig
very long, dark, straight, and natural.
fairly average hair.
...once had blue streaks in it.
is short and blondeish-reddish.
which things in your household are black leather?
everything! you mean, what isn't black leather! geez! black leather toothpaste, black leather toast, black leather hairspray, black leather tampons, black leather forks, black leather cd's....
most of my clothes and furniture.
a chair, a few couches.
nothing... i prefer the brown suede of birkenstocks.
just my shoes
not many...i like bees, though.
nothing. i'm just a kid! i didn't make these decorating decisions.
what are some of your accomplishments?
i control the world through subliminal "ho-o-o-o" messages in my songs, i invented the first entirely black leather stapler, i can put more makeup per square inch on my face than snow falls per square inch in alaska annually.
lots of platinum cd's...movie roles...fame and fortune, etc.
i am still able to get people's attention after 800 years of going "ho-o-o."
i have a neat singing partnership with my boyfriend. his name is sonny.
none yet...but i have visions of big hair and appearances on a show called "will and grace."
i took a sociology midterm. whee!
i'm a child prodigy. and i made the world's first online journal.
do you believe in life after love?
no matter how hard i try, you just keep pushing me aside! i can't break through! there's no talking to you! it's sad that you're leaving! it takes time to believe it!
ho-o-o-o-o! do i ever!
yes. but this is a song for the lonely.
i think so...
no, not really.
i don't care. SHUT UP. SHUT UP!
well, i don't think 'love' is a terminal illness...so yes. yes, one can survive love.
can you turn back time?
no, but if i could, i'd take back those words that hurt you, and you'd stay.
well...is that used metaphorically?
no, but i try to with the help of makeup and surgery.
nope, but all those drugs in the 60's make me feel like i can.
nope, why would i want to do that?
shut up. hate.
that is not a very logical question.