It's like crack. Seriously.

Oh, the damn online quizzes. I should be washing my dishes right now, but noooo. I had to find out that I would score D on a 6th grade science test, that I am an excellent speller (not that you'd guess it from my fine blogging abilities) and that when I die and leave my body to science fiction, I'm only getting just under $4,000 for it*.

*Dude, I could make that in, like, a week at Shotgun's. Don't you think that science should pay slightly better than the titty bars?