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Me and Prince—Thick as Thieves

I must disagree, at least about the athletic abilities part. I'm a clod through and through.

" You, my friend, are an artiste! Fueled by a hounding sense of creativity and an untameable desire to express yourself, you see the world through rose-colored glasses one day and then wrestle the curtains closed and turn off the lights so you can ponder life the next. Your dog-eared journal is filled with brilliant ideas about rescuing the universe, yet you have trouble training your noggin on any one of them for any significant amount of time. Your originality occasionally manifests itself as performance art, and you love showing off your amazing athletic abilities in front of an audience. When it comes to taking on the leader of the pack, you’re not afraid to sink your teeth in - and won't loosen your grip until you've gotten your point across."

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Comments

dive said…
You don't really strike me as a small, yappy-type dog, Robyn.
And I don't think Mike and Tiger would approve, either.
Anonymous said…
I took the test and I'm a German Shepherd - a perfectionist - I'm thick as thieves with Oprah! Hee, hee Robyn. That was fun.
Alifan said…
I had a go Robyn.. I am a German Shepherd as well mmme benaut.... I am not a perfectionist either, whoops wonder what Dive and Full will say about that!!!!

I am a bit of a tidy upper!!!!!

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