Interview with a Boyfriend

Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen!

I don’t particularly care what time of day it is where you are right now, and it’s actually just past noon here. But I enjoy saying “Good Evening”, particularly in a foreboding voice. Either way, welcome. I know I’ve made mention of the fact that this is in fact a dual post and that you’d be hearing from Josh. Tonight he came up with a fantastic idea for us to spend time together across the miles. We both fired up some pizza related foodstuffs, briefly watch So You Think You Can Dance (seriously, I don’t know who that screechy judge lady is, but I want her shot), and then interviewed each other with a game of twenty questions. Since a lot of you may not know very much about us, we figured it would be a good way to introduce ourselves. For those of you who already know us, enjoy another glimpse into our comedic genius.

Le Interview:

*Ahem*…*points microphone*

Testing one two, is it working?

For starters, and for the viewers, Mr. Josh, how did you meet your sexy ass girlfriend?

Ah, good question. I was surfing the internet, trying to find more blogs that I enjoy. I really just one that I read, and since I had just started blogging myself I was cruising around looking for cool people to pretty much rip off and ween viewers from through comments. And through a long series of blog links I somehow found Emeralds bestest friends website and was struck with her beauty and charm, but since she was taken I kept moving along and happened across a rather angry but amazing woman, and we just clicked from the first comment I left. Long story short, we fell in love through our blogs, cause we’re dorks.

Yeah, sorry Talea and I aren’t lesbians, I know you keep hoping. I’m sure she’ll love you appreciation of her beauty and charm. But carrying on my good sir! Favourite comedian and why?

Wow, that’s tough. I really love Mitch Hedburg. He was one of the funniest men who have ever lived, and came at the comedy scene with a fresh new take on dry one liner jokes. He’s a real classic, and I still quote him occasionally, but I would have to say my all time favorite is Dane Cook. I know, I know, Dane Cook is every twenty something’s favorite comedian, but that’s cause he really is the best in the business right now. Vicious Circle was the funniest DVD ever made ever, and I’ve watched it a million times and anyone who thinks otherwise is sadly mistaken and has no taste.

Dude, I so agree, its a fucking toss up between those two. I hope you don’t ask me that cause I’ve got a million more. If you were a Jim Henson muppet, who would you be?

Dang, that’s hard. Animal rocks obviously. Kermit was a total fag, and Gonzo was just weird. I liked that band leader with the gold tooth. He was pretty cool. But in the end I think I would either be Rizzo the Rat, or his french prawn buddy. Or both the old hecklers at once, that would be cool too. I hope you don’t mind indicisive interviewees.

Let me clarify: Consider all tv shows, ’cause there’s sesame street. I personally am the Cookie Monster. A blog quiz told me so.

Yeah? Ok, well I’m not cookie monster for sure. And I’m not Elmo, although you may feel free to tickle me if you want. I understand Jim Henson did a lot of shit, and I wasn’t thinking of his entire works. How about Yoda, could I be yoda?

Yoda, you can be.

Move on to the next subject you must

Sadly, it took me a second to get the backwards grammar right. Or wrong. Shit, maybe I shouldn’t have smoke weed before writing these questions. And I am, I am! What is your worst habit?

Uh, getting DUI’s. Definitely getting DUI’s.

Well you stop getting those, and I’ll stop leaving my toenail clippings in the ash tray. Ummmmmm, Playboy or Hustler? Or, if it makes a difference, Hugh Hefner or Larry Flint?

Dude, Hustler for sure. Playboy is lame as hell and hardly ever shows any poon tang. What the hell is the point of buying nudie mags if you don’t get to glory in snatch you will never have a chance with? A couple of pinups in the center? Fuck you Hugh Hefner, you’re lame as hell. But to be honest, I prefer the internet over either, cause if my mood shifts suddenly mid jerk off, I can switch from midgets to BBW’s or whatever.

You and the midgets. Okay, Will Ferrell, yay or nay?

Yay, usually. He has that Quentin Tarantino tendency to be a bit over self indulgent with his acting roles, and probably should spend less attention to spitting out movies as fast as he can, and more time working out the crappy screen plays and such. For instance, Anchorman? It sucked for the most part, but Taladega Nights? AWESOME! Shake and bake! That just happened.

Really? Snap, I gave up after Anchorman, I gotta catch up then (side note: make Will Ferrell date.) What is your favourite thing to cook? Wait, what? Shake and bake?

It’s a quote from Taladega Nights, and yes you should watch that for sure. I really like cooking in general. I love making almost anything. But my favorite thing to make is sandwiches. I think sandwiches are the best form of food on the planet. And so versatile, OMG! I fuckin love ’em. I like when the fridge is getting towards empty and I have just two slices of bread, and have to take the remnanats of twenty different ingredients or leftovers and combine them into one sandwich. It’s really challenging and fun, and when it works out, which is a good bit of the time, I have a strong sense of accomplishment.

You do realize you should have actually said ‘shake and bake’ at first right?

Uh no, I am not a big shake and bake fan. I’d rather fry stuff up for reals.

Okay, that doesn’t count as a question, next! If you could have eihter a monster truck or an airplane, which would you choose, providing that the plane is irreversibly pink and fuzzy?

So you mean I could either have a pink fuzzy airplane, or a monster truck of my design?

Well maybe not a super custom built one, I mean just a standard monster truck, like someone took you to a monster truck rally and just gave you a random key. The plane however, only comes in pink.

What kind of plane is it? I mean is it like a biplane, or a passenger plane, or a bomber, or a jet fighter, or a sea plane, or a leer jet?


Screw the 747, I would take the monster truck. I would have so much more fun with it. Plus I hate airports. And I couldn’t visit Emerald (you) in the plane just yet, so I would rather be driving around Wake and Johnston counties looking all badass and redneck, crushing stuff and never using roads.

I didn’t really think about that question much, did I? Oh well. Okay, this I’ve actually been wondering for a long time, and I guess I’ve been too lazy to google. What the fuck is eskimo pie?

An eskimo pie is like a moon pie I think, unless I’m way off. Or maybe like chocolate cookies with creme in the middle like a sandwich. Dammit, now I don’t know. Let me google it right quick. Yeah, nevermind, it’s like an ice cream sandwich on a stick I guess. I don’t know man, I don’t ever eat stuff like that. I’m a salt man, not a sugar man.

Put those boobies up or I’ll never be able to finish this interview

Shhhhh! They can’t see.

Oh right, my bad, that’s an MB.

Okay, if you had to give up eating one animal, would you pick chicken, pig or cow?

Could I pick like, rat?

Don’t worry I’m not trying anything funny, I respect your meat worshipping. And no. Notice I didn’t even include fish?

Dang, well pig is out cause my favorite food is made of pork, and beef is out, cause what straight man would give up steak forever. I would give up chicken. Everything else tastes like it anyway.

I so called that. What do you like most about yourself?

Muhdik! Nah just playing, although that’s what I “love” most frequently about myself. I would say my sense of humor, or the way my brain pulls together information in a different pattern than most peoples brain does. But the latter doesn’t get me as much strange as the former, so uh … my sense of humor, final answer

….That’s a Who want’s to be a millionaire referrence, not me ending the interview.

Yeah, I got that, don’t worry

You had a really long pause there.

I stopped thinking there for a second cause I was thinking about all the things I like about you and I think my brain does the same, thats why we click so well.

I had you at muhdik.

That too. Since we both had pizza for dinner, what’s one topping that you’ve never seen on pizza (I mean pizza you can buy easily, not shit you poured on there yourself on a drunken trip to the pantry or something) but that really really should be there right next to mushrooms and all that?

There used to be a place in town that served ostrich and aligator pizza, those would be pretty rad. I think maybe, chorizo, or lengua. Both mexican dishes, one a sausage, the second being beef tongue, and I never see either on pizza. Uh, cheese curds, cause we don’t have those here.


Hell yeah, now you’re thinking woman! Gravy and cheese on pizza? Yes please!

I’m thinking just gravy and cheese and potatoes, but do you still think there should be tomato sauce? Oh right, interview! Okay, okay, I’m almost done.

Nah, not for poutine pizza. Maybe you could make a really thick gravy that would hold together well, and make the entire crust deep fried potato of some kind.

I thought that was part of the interview

No, potato wedges on pizza is good! And yeah, totally make it part, that was just an interlude, I just don’t want to get too far off track. Okay, where do you see America in three years? How about twenty?


Take your time.

Right above Mexico, and stretching north to the Eskimo badlands in what is now the northern most sections of Canada. HA!

So realistically, I see America continuing to go into recession. These things tend to work like very long waves. I think the backlash against bush should drastically change our foriegn policy with the next president, so hopefully the rest of the world will slowly stop hating us again. I think the American people are going to get more and more frustrated with our two party system, and eventually lash out against our government who is quite obviously failing us on nearly every level. I see something like the protests of the sixties mixed with the race riots in California. There will probably be some severe civil unrest, and a good stretch of time where the government tries to tighten it’s grip and regain it’s control without giving in to change. But in the end I see America keeping it’s place as the premier superpower in the world. We still have a lot to offer as a nation, and if we can get some things straightened out in our country, our people will be able to rise up again and pursue the American dream of freedom and success, rebuilding our economy and keeping us at the front of science and technology.

Well I hope one of us is across the border before the ‘tighten it’s grip’ shit kicks in. But time for a lighter question: Seriously, how the fuck do you not like Doritos? Honestly?

I don’t like Doritos cause they taste like ass. I’m not a big fan of fried corn goods, never have been. The only exception would be Tostitos, cause they don’t over power salsa, and they accompany the flavor of salsa and guacamole well. I don’t like corn tortillas either, I prefer the flour ones. Why do you like them so much? They dry your mouth out and they all taste the same. Shite! Hushpuppies are good too.

I only like Doritos after a bowl cause I like to think about the science of artificial flavour in those little specks all over the chips. That and I like crunching things into a paste, like saltine crackers because I’m frigging weird. so what’s your opinion on nudists?

Ok well I’m not a pothead and I like my crackers to be flour based, like the cracker ass honky I am. Nudism is one of those do what you want things. I don’t mind. Hell, I don’t really even mind people being around me naked when I have some heads up, no pun intended. But even though I have a bit of an exhibitionist streak, I would feel weird just walking around naked with strangers and living like that. And I would probably object to my beautiful girlfriend participating in nudist activities cause it would make me jealous. I mean, you are breath taking, and every guy would want you, and it would bother me. So the compound jealousy, and I guess … insecurity? I don’t know I just wouldn’t want to do it.

Who is your idol and if you could rummage through one drawer/cupboard in their house, which one would it be?

My idol? I think my idol doesn’t exist in real life. It’s more an amalgam of different public figures who I have seen and thought were cool, but later found out were not really that cool at all. I guess you could take just about every rock star, combine them with the manliness of every action movie star, and make one all powerful idea of what I think is sexy, charming, manly, cool, and badass. Unfortunately I have learned that most of the people who seemed cool growing up, or in the public eye are really total losers, but I still have that idea of the ass kicking, cowboy, rockstar, rebel in my head. Maybe satan. And if I could rummage through one drawer or cupboard which one would it be? The fuckin liquor closet baby! Woo hoo!

Medicine cabinet for me. Different vice?

Heh, that too, I hope they keep them in one place

Oh, and fyi, I won’t do any nudist things, even though I could technically go topless in T.O.

That would make me feel better.

Okay, did anyone ever actually use the term Freedom Fries?

Yeah, uh, nobody ever really called them that. That was more of a propaganda thing the government and the media hyped like shit. Everyone I knew thought it was retarded, but kind of went along with it cause it was fun to mock the fear-mongers and the French at the same time. But in real life, outside of parody, nobody called them freedom fries.

Okay good, cause holy shit we laughed at you for that. Worst invention ever?

The worst invention ever? I don’t know, probably the clapper. I hate the clapper. And that stupid song that went with it. “Clap on, clap off, clap on clap off clap on … the clapper!” I hate that damn song. BET was a dumb idea, but that’s not really an invention. It has to be the clapper, that was pretty dumb.

Really? Awwwwwww

Do you want a clapper?

It facilitates laziness! We can romp around in the hay with the lights on to enjoy the scenery and stuff and then be able to turn off the lights without getting out of bed!

They have remote control lights for that.

Oh wait, I guess they have remotes for that now, which is better cause it’s not noisy and you don’t have to…yeah

And remote control ceiling fans

Ladies and gentlemen, this is an example of what Josh and I call brainsex and we do it all the time. It even has its own emoticon i found, a little brain made out of wriggling naked bodies.

brain sex!

brain sex!

Second last question: Family Guy or Simpsons?

Wait you gotta explain, brain sex is when two people think the same thing at the same time.

Oh yeah, well that’s what we just did right there. I guess I figured it was self explanitory.

I have to say Family Guy is funnier and edgier, but I’ve seen so many of them so many times that now for rerun enjoyment I prefer the Simpsons, cause the jokes are fresh again. So Futurama.

I say Simpsons just cause there’s more of them and less likely to see one you saw just last week. And lastly: what’s your favourite kind of pie?

Pink. Hahahahahaha!

I’m Canadian, does that count as eskimo pie?

Heh, it might, I would have to say if that counts it’s my favorite kind of pie. But really, besides pecan pie which is fuckin awesome, my most favorite kind of pie is actually cake. Cheese cake. I think that is really pie with the bastard name cake at the end.

That must be true cause I like pie and not really cake. If we both like cheesecake, can we sit around watching sappy movies eating cheesecake? And by sappy movies I mean Con Air where I cry at the end, cause I don’t really do actual flick movies.

Flick = chick. I tried to say chick flick and failed.

Oh, I thought you meant porn, yeah sure, Con Air is awesome. I get it, sappy movies, like semen would be people sap …. eh? … nevermind.

Porn and cheesecake is for another interview but this one has been fantastic. Thank you Mr. Josh.

Thank you ma’am.

*fin* (that’s French or something for ‘the end’)

Interview With A Girlfriend

Josh here everyone. I finally came up with a decent idea to contribute to this blog. Apparently I don’t have many post concepts that fit well into a relationship blog. But Em and I decided to have a little fun and interview each other. In this, the first installment of two, I interview her, trying my best to emulate Stephen Colbert, and failing miserably. Hopefully with these two interviews you can get a better sense of who exactly we are, since neither one of us really feels comfortable filling out those damned “about you” pages. It’s like filming a dating audition for the whole friggin internet, and this is much more like joking around and conversating with each other, which is how we fell in love in the first place. So without further adieu I present to you, in Dolby surround sound 5.0, yours truly throwing Emerald under the bright lights of a media frenzy.

Thanks for meeting me today Em, May I call you Em? Yes, yes you may.

Of course I can, so Em, besides being named Emerald have you ever had any nicknames? I believe there have been jokes made about me winning an Emmy at some point, but mostly just Em.

How about your vagina, what alias’ has it gone by in the past? I think it has only ever once been given a title or anything other than ‘your vajayjay’ and stuff, but I don’t think you’d like it.

Nothing like Lucy I hope. How about Harriet? I always thought that was a good vagina name. Well it didn’t have a name, but Anthony used to write his name across my tummy in sharpie and point an arrow to it to indicate it was his. But it was never really his, and its only yours now. So I guess in a weird way it’s named “Josh’s”, unless you want to name it Harriet.

No, we’ll come up with a good nickname for that later. Speaking of vaginas, the word on the street is that you are a closet lesbian. If you had the chance, which may I say, with a body like yours you just might, what female celebrity would you most like to scissor the bearded clam with? I was going to say Donna D’Erico, who was Nikki Sixx’s hot wife. Cause I always thought they were both hot, but that’s slightly intimidating with two hot people. and now that they’re divorced I was going to say something about not having to worry about Nikki favoring her more, but then remembered she dumped him, so I don’t like her anymore. I’d go with Angelina Jolie cause she’s a freak, I like skinny chicks, she’s got a great face, and I’m on a totally pregnancy kick lately. Plus the awesome kid names.

Well make sure to film it if you do, or even let me watch if she doesn’t mind. Especially if she’s preggers. How would you describe your religious views? I would say there is definitely something going on up there but I don’t know who or what it is or even if it’s conscious. But I refuse to believe I’m just a petri dish. In the end I’m rather budhist on the whole topic, which is essentially to live the best you can and worry about the god part when you get there. Oh, and one more thing, I don’t come knocking on your door with a copy of ‘The Dirt’, so get the hell off my lawn!

If you had to choose one religion to commit genocide on, which one would taste your bloody wrath? Fundamentalism of any sort, of which any set of ideals supporting genocide would be one. But then I like paradoxes.

I don’t even like one dox at a time, but I digress. My sources say you are a vegetarian. Now most people think of angry, hypocritical, douchebags when they hear the V word, but I’ve smelled you, and you smell nothing like a douchebag. Can you explain the apparent contradiction here? What reasons if any do you have for not being a total asshole every time someone brings meat or animal products around you? You don’t come knocking on my door with a dead cow, so I’ll stay the hell off your lawn.

Very blasé faire. So since you’ve decided to abstain from the best food on earth, what is your favorite out of the selection you’re left with? Low carb air wraps? Finely shredded cabbage wafers topped with tree bark? Algae? What drives your mouth wild? Licks veggie burgers with sauteed mushrooms and onions on flax toast with dijon mustard and carolina bbq sauce, with a side of one of two salads: spinach with strawberries, sunflower seeds and bocconcini cheese with a raspberry vinaigrette, or arugula topped with toasted almond/sauteed onion herbed goat cheese and toasted almonds with an olive oil lemon vinaigrette. Oh, and Thai food. I only ever order golden curry tofu.

Ooooh, nice choice! I’m almost tempted to try that minus the veggie burger part, I’m impressed. Well, with all that healthy eating, some of your fans think you have a great chest, and they are correct. Some of them think you have a great ass, and they are also correct. What part of your body do you think is the best? My boobies are awesome, though I wish they’d stay up on their own more. My ass is fantastic, but I’m not a fan of my jiggly arms.

I like all three, and as jiggly as possible! You are part French Canadian, does this give you a natural shaving handicap, or do you just feel arrogant and wear dumb hats most of the time? Oh snap, how much do I want one of those ridiculously large and floppy sunhats? I want to be an obnoxious hat wearer when I’m 70. I’d do it now if I had money to spend on hat boxes. And I must say I put off shaving as much as possible because I actually have a vivid, horrific fear of slicing my ankle open.

Any other vivid hygiene fears I should know about before I take our relationship any farther? Acidic Summers Eve parhaps? Hmmmm? Other than my total failure at properly applying Nair, no. But what is acidic summers eve?

That would be twat freshner that could magically become acid and burn off your pelvis. I was just making up ridiculous shit to joke with you. Oh douches are a horrible idea, soap and water ladies.

At the moment you are succeeding as an apt customer service representative for a large corporation. That seems like hell to me personally, but you seem to thrive in a corporate setting. What would be you dream job, and why do you think it would be the best job on the planet? My dream job would to be a personal assistant to a small group of executives, say five members of a board of some type. I want to be rearranging flights, remembering everyone’s coffee order, and driving around in a company car. Because I’m good at it and that’s how I impress the hell out of myself.

Wow, so basically a power secretary? Yes. I think the corporateness can be very sexy, so naturally I have to be the absolute best. Besides, that person has the real power. If I were to quit with no notice, I’d take down the damn board. Talea and I as a unit did that at our last job.

You come off as a closet freak, what is the most embarrassing sexual situation you have ever been in? Um …. hang on let me think! Well I don’t know how much of a sexual situation this is, but I was horrifically bum sick on the second night I was staying at this guys house when we first started dating, and the bathroom was right next to the bedroom. There was no sexy times, he just got to listen to me all night. Other than that, just the usual occasional queef and a surprise period or two.

Ha, that’s awesome! Serves him right, he should have known he wasn’t right for you. You have recently revealed that you met a man. Your fans are eating this up, quite possibly because of his uber-hunk status. Would you say he’s an incredibly attractive man, or the most attractive man ever? I would say he is the sexiest man ever, and will probably look like a handsome, rugged Tommy Lee Jones when he gets older.

He already looks at least that good according to public opinion. They say money can’t buy happiness. With America in an economic recession would you say this has been proven to be bull shit, or do you not care since you live in that other state? Well we do worry about your economy because you are our primary trade partner, but we’re doing alright. Toronto as a city tends to weather economic difficulties well, which is a trend normally only seen in political centres like Ottawa. (cause their economies are steadied by political tourism, etc) So I personally don’t feel the crunch, but our housing market is through the roof. I’m sure farmers could tell you differently, etc. but I personally feel sheltered from its immediate impact. I do think you’re fucked for the next little bit though.

Maple syrup, what’s the big deal? Also, milk in a bag, WTF? I KNEW you were going to ask about the milk. Dude, maple syrup is the shit, there’s no way around that. And look, bags just take up less fucking room. It’s actually a problem up here, finding a place to put all our shit in the recycling process, and having to ship our garbage to Michigan.

Oh wow, so there’s an actual reason for it, I thought you guys had just been frozen in th snow for too long and started going mad. You’d have to stick like, 300 empty milk bags to take up the same space one jug of milk takes up. No wonder you spit out like five times more volume in garbage than we do. (statistics totally real and true but not verified)

Your currency is called a loonie. Do you feel retarded when you go to the store, or have you found a way to cope with the name? Loonie is natural to me, I mean there’s a loon on it, loonie, it’s kind of cute. Like how you sometimes refer to your money with the name of the president. The toonie is retarded, but pretty, so I like it. Also it makes saving up easier, cause it’s nothing to toss a loonie or toonie in a change jar, and then holy shit you’ve got fifty bucks!

Now a two loonie bill is called a toonie, are you aware that the USA got rid of their two dollar bill because it was “queer”? Good thing we don’t have a two dollar bill then.

The toonie ma’am, the toonie is what I speak of. Well you didn’t get rid of no two dollar coin cause it was queer now did you?

Does the phrase “queer as a toonie” sound like something you want people saying when you purchase things? See you’re doing that thing with words that my brain doesn’t recognize, cause I’d say queer as a loonie cause loonie also means nuts. And queer is also used to mean strange or weird, even though I know that’s obviously not what you mean.

Perhaps the saying is lost in translation. So you are telling me that Canada uses coins for one and two dollar currency? Are you aware that America has perfected the currency system, much like everything else we do, and if so why has Canada not yet conformed to our obvious global superiority? Yeah we’ve got coins, cause they last longer than bills. Also, your currency sucks ass. I like my colour coding system, especially when I’m drunk or its dark.

Well have fun with your hypothermia little miss sass. Canada is famous for never doing anything with their alleged army. Why do you still have one, in five words or less? Cause we use it, retard.

Eskimos, friend or foe? Friend. They make pretty jewellery and have an interesting culture and respect the land.

Enough about your country would you rather pee on someone, or crap on someone? And who would you do it to? Oh, I’d far rather pee on someone, cause I think crapping is far more personal and revealing. I mean “she likes to think her shit don’t stink” is a phrase for a reason. But who would I pee on? I don’t know. Probably whatever smarmy mouth, punk ass kid just pissed me off on whatever occasion I happen to finally snap and do it.

What is your favorite animal? Bunnies!

Mine is the venom spitting dragon ape, which of ours do you think would win in a fight? You asshole! You knew I’d walk into that one! My secret fifth rabbit Trogdor would win!

Win a quick death perhaps. OK, if you were supreme commander of the world, what would be your first order of business, and would it involve legalizing marijuana and forcing everyone to consume some every day? My first command would be EVERYONE BACK IN YOUR OWN FUCKING COUNTRY!!!! By that I don’t mean ‘get out immigrants’, cause we do need them up here. I mean people arguing over borders and retarded shit should just stop for a motherfucking second, sit on your currently designated sides for a bit. And CHILL OUT. And fuck it, you know what? lets apply that to the whole world. For two weeks NOBODY travels, and then see how much you take for granted your current ability to hop all over the world. Smoke weed for a week and lets start this shit over.

Sounds like you would be a much better supreme commander than I would. Let’s talk politics. You claim to vote far left wing, yet you also claim to not agree with the far left wing, what is your reason for contradicting yourself? I have a set of principles that I stick to. Generally speaking they can be associated with a left wing political stance, but I will not deny when a right wing government puts a policy or practice into place that I agree with. I don’t care what left or right label you want to put on it, my principles are what I go by.

What’s your scariest nightmare ever, besides a government run my way? I had a nightmare when I was a young kid about wandering lost through a witches shop with dusty raw wooden floors and shelving, steaming cauldrons and jars. It doesn’t sound scary but I was lost and terrified.

I once dreamed I was having sex with a woman and she spontaneously gave birth on me, have you ever dreamed about having a baby born on top of you during intercourse? Uhhhhhhh nope. I do think about the whole birth thing though, mostly cause it terrifies me.

You might tonight. How about your personality? You say you are crazy, but not typical girl crazy. Can you elaborate on this for us? Well I’m crazy in the clinical sense in that I get weird panic attacks and have mild delusions like “I cant shave my legs or my plans for the evening will fall through” like actual crazy. But I don’t do things like say “nothing!” when you ask what I’m pissed about, and I’m actually pretty good at explaining why I feel something completely irrational. I don’t know many women who can say, “oh ignore me, I’m just mad for no reason.”

And one last question for you tonight, if you could have one superpower, what would it be? Invisibility! Because I want to know everything and be everywhere.

Mine would be the ability to completely control every aspect of other people’s bodily functions, that way I could make a ton of money as a masseuse who gives women orgasms, but not get arrested for prostitution. Plus if people pissed me off I could make them crap their pants. I wouldn’t mind you having that power. Well, more for the first reason. Not so much the second.

Alright Emerald, thank you for sharing with us today, you’ve been amazing. I wish you all the best in your secret lesbian love life, and I hope we get the chance to talk again in the future.