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I'm doomedI just played an online version of "MASH". Remember this from junior high, ladies?
Well, it doesn't get any worse than this:
"Your husband's name is Donald Rumsfeld and you have 4 children. You're a stockbroker who drives to work every day in a baby blue gas-guzzling SUV.
It's truly a wonderful life when you consider the countless romantic nights you have spent with Donald Rumsfeld in your shack in Intercourse, PA."
Um....Wow. I keep reading that last sentence. I think I gotta go vomit.
(by the way, Intercourse, PA, does exist)
The second time was better, but still a bit freaky...
"Your husband's name is Jeremy and you have 4 children. You're a peep show girl who drives to work every day in a clear Jeep Wrangler.
It's truly a wonderful life when you consider the countless romantic nights you have spent with Jeremy in your shack in New York City."
I always wanted a clear Jeep Wrangler!!! Finally.