27.8.07

All that crap stuck in that bastard phony's razor




You're The Catcher in the Rye!


by J.D. Salinger


You are surrounded by phonies, and boy are you sick of them! In an
ongoing struggle to search for a land without phonies, you end up running away from
everything, from school to consequences. In this process, you reveal that many people
in your life have suffered torments and all you really want to do is catch them as
they fall. Perhaps using a baseball mitt. Your biggest fans are infamous
psychotics.



Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.



Crusher blames Lina for this phony quiz.

2 comments:

Cup said...

I'm Love in the Time of Cholera:

Like Odysseus in a work of Homer, you demonstrate undying loyalty by sleeping with as many people as you possibly can. But in your heart you never give consent! This creates a strange quandary of what love really means to you. On the one hand, you've loved the same person your whole life, but on the other, your actions barely speak to this fact. Whatever you do, stick to bottled water. The other stuff could get you killed.

Cup said...

Good Lord, you ARE Holden, aren't you?