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Just Two Quick Things and a Quiz

1. Guess what didn't come in the mail to day and guess who now has to bitch?

2. My boss at the library said to me as I left this morning that I was "first on her list to be hired if she had money." Which, of course, she does not but I greatly appreciate the sentiment anyway...


Your Score: Lurch!


Our test has determined that you possess
32% Hellbentness, 19% Sanguinity, and 41% Creeps!
Well done!



"Youuu Raaang?" Our test has determined that your Proto-Goth icon match is Lurch!

Lurch, the butler for the Addams family, is our test's Eidolon of Creepitude. While personifying the image of a "gentle giant" (he plays harpsichord!), his great stature and quiet, zombielike nature always manage to make the "normals" feel unsettled and ill-at-ease. Little is known of his past and if asked about him, Morticia gets a strange glimmer in her eye and says only, ?A shovel, a grave, and a cute little book bound in human skin that my father gave me when I was a child; one of my fondest memories.? Lurch was a wedding present to Gomez from Morticia and her Grand Ma-ma; they exhumed him from the local cemetery and brought him to life via magical incantations.

The Lurch Files website has the following to say about him: "In truth, without the faithful Butler, the Addams mansion would probably be a cheerful place to live (eegads.. perish that thought!!)."

Link: The what Proto-Goth Icon are you? Test written by anastasia_x on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

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