Inner Child Test

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Try the Inner Child Test

I got this one.


Odd Little Animal
(Normal Ignored Dysfunctional Adult)
Your inner child is the Odd Little Animal (NIDA) --running through the pastures of your insides, nibbling on grass and licking the insects in your brain. It has a great understanding of these few things, but not much else.

In your own mind you are a wunderkind, wearing a cape and sporting mutli-colored stockings. While in reality, you are wearing a cape and multi-colored stockings-- but without all that hero crap.

Your little inner beast is normal, mature and dysfunctional-- a bizarre combination that makes for a very furry pelt. So be wary of others looking for a glistening, beautiful new rug to adorn their den. They only want to skin you alive.

Do you want to be skinned alive? Fly!
 
Inner child

My inner child comes out to play all the time.
If you can't enjoy life and play then whats the point?
Life is what you make of it.....you can take everything seriously and constantly be frustrated or let the kid out of da closet and play away!!
 
Re: Inner child

:p
 
My inner child has taken over long ago. My outer being reflects this and I have been skinned alive many times to be happy again.
Take Care and Lust Always,
Ezarc
 
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The Happy Little Bastard
(Normal Spoiled Functional Child)


Your inner child is The Happy Little Bastard (NSFC). He is the perfect well-diapered machine-- greased up with a sense of wonderment about the world. With your little guy sitting in your inner-sidecar there's nowhere you can't go. Tender situations don't upset you, you are calm, cool and collected. Your parents treated you well and you don't have any presiding phobias or issues. Everything is fine and great.

Don't be surprised if one day the person in the bell tower shooting at nuns and regular people is, in fact, you.
 
Kid Ass Avenger
(Perverse Spoiled Functional Child)


It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a gigantic flying perv! Yes, it's the inner child Kid Ass Avenger (PSFC). Your inner child runs amuck in the inner streets of your inner Mardis Gras. He, in fact, is the queen of the parade, and by the end of the night, or any night of your life, is always smothered in the finest beads.

He is also a child genius, but uses his powers to bizarre and ambiguous ends. He may give you the power to save the universe from total destruction one day and the next day save you from dipping a french fry in ketchup. Who knows what adventures lie in your unconscious future?

Be wary, though. It's all part of his master plan to make *you* the super-villian.
 
Oh I get the good one....

Diva of the Sewers
(Perverse Ignored Dysfunctional Adult)


Your inner child is the Diva of the Sewers (PIDA) --singing songs of a golden era, when people ate dirt and had to sell their limbs for Burger King cash. She is frequently seen drunk at the wheel of your psyche and likes to crash through the plate-glass window of your emotional storefront. Think of what the child of Michael Jackson and Elizabeth Taylor would have been like and you have your girl.

Whether you are talented or not at singing doesn't matter. Your inner child is covered in ooze. That matters. The inner-child-computing-device recommends getting your inner child to a celebrity detox center immediately.
 
My inner child is a http://test3.thespark.com/childtest/award/mpsd.gif

Just give him a park bench and a trenchcoat and he's ready to go.

What's more, you could practically hang meat on all of your hang-ups. Phobias, fetishes, anxieties, neurosese... there are so many things happening inside you at once that your inner child is lost in the woods and hunted by wierd psycological animals. He stays hidden so much it's like he's not even there.

It's not so much that he's insane, it's just that you're crazy.

It's up to you to lure him out with bits of cheese and sugar and get him some rehabilitation. Or stay hunted.
 
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Re: Oh I get the good one....

sabbathstorm said:
Diva of the Sewers
(Perverse Ignored Dysfunctional Adult)


Your inner child is the Diva of the Sewers (PIDA) --singing songs of a golden era, when people ate dirt and had to sell their limbs for Burger King cash. She is frequently seen drunk at the wheel of your psyche and likes to crash through the plate-glass window of your emotional storefront. Think of what the child of Michael Jackson and Elizabeth Taylor would have been like and you have your girl.

Whether you are talented or not at singing doesn't matter. Your inner child is covered in ooze. That matters. The inner-child-computing-device recommends getting your inner child to a celebrity detox center immediately.

You and me both, Sabbath!
 
sabbathstorm said:
*shudder* now that brings back high school memories. I'll stick to vodka :devil:
Vodka works too, but I wasn't meaning Bacardi... I'm into good Black Jamaican Rum these days. That and good Canadian Bourbon. Then there's always 20 year old Single Malt Scotch... when I can afford it. (I think I'm turning into a lush ;) )
 
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