After Undercover Celebrity interviewed me, a few people asked me to interview them. I kept it clean and refrained from asking anyone's bra size. I did, however, try to think of some unique (read: disturbing) questions to mix in with the normal ones.
Go here to read my interview with Lakeline.
Here's my interview with one of my favorite girls-inside-my-computer, Undercover Celebrity.
How about my interview with Fish on a Bicycle? His Most embarrassing Moment is a must-read.
When you're done with that, read my interview with the smartass Advanced Maternal Age.
...And here's my favorite one, the winner in the Answers That Were More Frightening Than My Questions category, my interview with Common Wombat.
I'm still waiting for a couple of particularly lazy bloggers to answer their questions (or perhaps they're so disturbed by the questions that they're busy getting an internet restraining order against me?)--I'll keep you posted. (Ha! Get it! "Posted!" As in, "I'll post a new blog entry about it!" Get it? Alright, you humorless assholes, don't laugh. What do I care?)
Oh, and the mysterious Nomidlifecrisishere asked for an interview, but didn't leave me a web address to send the questions to. Please, no more drinking while blogging, my nizzles.