Posted on May 15, 2007 in Interviews
I’ve done this meme before a few times, but I can’t seem to tire of answering the questions no matter how perverse they may be. Jane is the interrogator this time and she asks:
Joel nervously scratches his cheek and looks out the window. He coughs and rubs his throat. Then says:
A cat. Good company and they keep the vermin such as xdxolcle at a minimum.
Our interview subject glances at The Science of Good and Evil which is laying on the floor, just under the desk.
No. Though when a Fundamentalist crosses my path, I throw salt over my shoulder.
Completely paid for.
One way teleportation to the land of the xdxolcle. I’d be taking my cat to the vet at the time, of course.
Joel hiccups and tries to pretend that he didn’t hear the question. Seeing that his inquisitor is adamant in seeking an answer, he leans forward and listens to something Fiona mews in his ear.
My attorney has advised me not to answer that question. The xdxolcle will be after me.
Now for the rules:
[tags]interviews,xdxolcle[/tags]