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davywavy Asked me some questions;

1: The earth is to be demolished by the Vogons in 30 minutes and you can't find a Betelgeusian to get you out of it. What do you do?
Phone immediate family and express goodbyes, get crate of vodka, orange and chocolate, go and meet someone and polish the lot off whilst keeping each other entertained, so to speak.

2: Who will be first against the wall when your revolution comes?
Marketing managers, string them up I say!

3: What have you got in your pocketses?
My wallet, my keys and my mobile phone plus fifteen quid, whose destiny is to be spent on postage for a package at lunch and some chinese food this evening.
Three is the number of importance, as long as I have the wallet, phone and keys I can buy or deal with any other problems that arise.

4: Tell me something about yourself that most people would think isn't true, but is.
I am currently, and have been for a fair while, on a low sugar diet. I haven't had a pixie stick in over a week, and around 1 or two in the past month, tops.

5: Why Penguins?
I get asked this a lot; basically in the dim and distant past, someone, somewhere bought me a toy penguin. This beastie (named Eric, surprisingly) sat on my shelf, to be stopped by another friend, and so they bought me another penguin... this somewhat spiraled out of control and now I have over 100 of them.
Additionally I find penguins extremely amusing beasties, especially when waddling around, and very graceful underwater. They amuse me.

If you want me to ask you some, ask away.