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you. are. a. rabbit.

your face is funny.

die.

Not an INTP (but hey, use this for ENFP research reasons, and compare and contrast and what have you). My humour tends to be pretty silly. I don't even know! It ranges from dry sarcasm to laying in the middle of the street or dancing or something. Kinda just depends on what the person with me...

Oh my, this is such an old thread. I won't be in college for another four months or so, but I've declared (or have I? Perhaps not, who knows how things work in that faraway uni world..) my major to be Mandarin Chinese Language and Literature. I would really really like to double major in...

A very, very sexy young man :o

Oh my, hello, Synth. I definitely did not enter this thread expecting such a disturbingly handsome fellow. However handsome you may be anyway when one is judging by that sexy, sexy picture of yours. Come now, darlin', take my hand and let me show you how to dance.

If y'all need a happy-go-lucky ENFP to annoy you all to death, I'm more than happy to help!

Genesis 65:12 And Nietzsche took up his rightful place as ruler of the seas and the skies.

omgomgomgomg totes junjou romantica and sekai ichi hatsukoi :3

In every world, Coggy! :)

Marry me, whoever you are. I just like dancing to this one. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4AnwoMQfzE

Why, either to cheer you up because you'd lost, as we would delude ourselves and pretend you won, or actually be celebratory because... because it would be! Also, the very fact that you came to seek me out would call for celebration, as I would be ever so happy!

Eddy! This member is lovely, oddly calm, very helpful, and prefers metal things only when they speak to him or fetch his drinks.

Oh gosh, the nice thing to do here would be to do a bit of research on this whole March Madness craze and be excited and delighted and engaged with you. Unfortunately that would require mental energy that, at this level of fatigue, I do not care to spend. In any case, Snafu, I don't know if...

I have four criteria that are absolutely, 100% necessary. *Asian. *Small. *Californian. *Named Carlos.

The epitome of sex, boys. Look, learn, and obey. Wear your vests loudly and proudly. And don't be afraid to show that chest, nor the affection you receive from other bitches.

Oh, I get that feeling all the time! But people do end up replying most of the time, and it's one of the loveliest things I've ever experienced, really. Most of the people on this forum are very insightful and thoughtful and have something different to say. And it's this atmosphere that allows...

Have I mentioned my undying fondness for hoodies? And for you as well, certainly. Tell the fam I send them my sweetest wishes.

Oh yes, but nothingness is so dreary. Life offers so many opportunities for distraction. I'm not restricting the following advice only to people who share more of my own personality traits, but seeing as we're all human, apathetic, engrossed in a mind-numbingly monotonous lifestyle or otherwise...

One of my hoodies has a post emblem on it. Two have emblems from Aeropostale. Because I like to keep up with fashion. And one has snowflakes on it. Oh, and there's the one I'm wearing. I've been wearing it a lot recently. It has these little slits at the ends of the sleeves so they can...

I would really really want her to be a ninja.

Oh gosh, Cog, I'm very scared now. I posted this thread mainly to identify a problem I.. have neglected mentioning, letting people know about. In fact, today while I was highlighting during class, a friend of mine goes, mid-sentence, "Sara, stop smelling the highlighter" because he saw me...

Really?

But I fear I have a tiny problem. For a long time I've been terribly fond of the smell of gasoline, the smell of ink, paint, the smell of glue, even. The last one having been discovered one day in art when I had to glue a piece of paper down, and the rubber cement.. just.. In any case...

Come to New York. And have your room invaded by ants while you scream and cry and try to crush them all. But fortunately there have been few wolf spider sightings. That was probably just me running down your hallway, Cog. I like to watch you.

Not at all. Though recently I have been having trouble with menial misspellings, overlooking the absence of a word here and there, but only very very recently for some odd reason. Perhaps I'm not paying attention, perhaps I'm typing too quickly, but sometimes it's disconcerting when compared...

I remember being on your profile several times for a very specific reason, mind you (though I forget what that was..). Now I'll probably go on your profile for no particular reason just so my name will terminally be there and you'll be able to do nothing about it ;3

I have been summoned. Hello, Minnie dear. Lots of what you say resonates with me as well: logic being very important, sharing the cynicism and sarcasm that typically comes along with evolved T traits, having trouble paying attention to the outside world when so deep in thought (has gotten me...

Agreed! Come one, come all!

I disagree! Paddles are much more likely to at least cause nose bleeds.

BECAUSE HE'S MINE AND NO-ONE ELSE'S. Well, except that pot of gold he has undoubtedly passed out in by now. And who's responding seriously? Who does anything serious ever? I think the profile count should start at 1 million, and whoever reaches zero first should be whacked in the...

You didn't. You noted your duty to when you told us to explain it. Now explain to me why teddy bears are creepy, peasant, and follow the crowd!

Because all the cool people are doing it. Get with the program. Why are teddy bears so creepy?

They make comfy pillows! Why can't I own a puppy?

I resent this.

Oh, Cake darling What if there's more than one INTP, say? Anonymity would be nice, but I feel having a strict discussion restriction wouldn't make it very popular. And if it were, the probability people would rarely if ever stray from bringing up any personal details, say, is doubtful. In...

Hello there, sweetheart! Welcome to the forum. You remind me quite a bit of my 13-year-old brother. A proper typist, very smart, very negative view of everything. Dislikes people who can't play games well, who like to bring attention to themselves, and on Facebook he claims very often that he...

Every time I decide to write on your profile I just feel like throwing up sparkles and sweetness and compliments all over my computer screen. It would probably be pink. The throw up. But since St. Paddy's day is coming up soon, maybe I'll digest some shamrocks beforehand to be festive. It...

Why, hello dear! Welcome! I know you must be a bit dazed from your trip over here -- we all are, whether or not we like to admit it, as these typology forums are such intimidating places! -- but you're safe for now. Over to the left there's a table of sweets, with brownies, cupcakes and the...

Back off. Though I must say, if there were to be any ideal for me, Cake would most likely be the one. He's tiny and adorable and sleepy and quiet and ever-so-full of quirky things to say. Also, he's very fond of cuddling. A girl really can't go wrong. edit: Then again, as for a picture of...

When I first glanced at this topic I thought it said 'derp'. But dubstep can be cool :3

I detest it. DETEST IT.

kittois.

i thought i would make a topic saying that i do truly love things. and how they are and flowers especially! they're my favourite sort of thing. spelled with a u for the benefit of melkypie. who is sleeping. i love it when people sleep. don't you...

edit: don't worry, he's over 18.

The Mayor of Casterbridge, by Thomas Hardy. And finishing up Down and Out in Paris and London by Orwell. Last night I re-watched an episode of Sherlock, which led me to pick up the copy I have of the complete works. Since it was the last episode, I turned to the couple of last pages to look at...

Hey, Puss. You forgot these. Again. *drops handcuffs on floor and leaves*

I suppose this is for those who are subject to a routine for most days, but if you aren't -- and how lucky you are! -- pretend for a moment. I was in art class today, and someone brought up the topic of time travel. It didn't occur to me to go back to say, stopping Baby Hitler or riding a...

Psychology. I'll pass!