Super Prissy Priss-Priss Priss-Pot
So I took this test because Red took it and guess what? I'm the PRISS!
Just great . . . Quoth the Test:
Priss: Deliberate Brutal Love Dreamer
Mature. Responsible. Aristocratic. Excuse me. The Priss.It's scary it's so accurate. Even though I hate the word Priss, maybe I should embrace my inner Priss-Pants. The word "Priss" reminds me of the sorority sisters from my undergrad days - bleached blondes in Lacoste button-downs, pink wide-wale corduroys and Add-A-Bead necklaces, prissily sipping libations from mascot emblazoned cups at a football game.
Prisses are the smartest of all female types. You're highly perceptive, and confident in your judgements. You'd take brutal honesty over superficiality any time--your friends always know where they stand with you. You're completely unfake. Don't tell me that's not a word. You're also excellent at redirecting internal negative energy.
These facts indicate people are often intimidated by you. They also fall for you, hard. You have a distant, composed allure that many find irresistible. If only more of them lived up to your standards.
You were probably the last among your friends to have sex. And the first to pretend that you're pregnant. LOL. Though you're inclined to use sex as weapon, at least it's not as one of mass destruction. You're choosier than most about your partners. A supportive relationship is what you're really after. Whether you know it or not, you need something steady & long-term. And soothing.
Who else was a priss? This girl from my high school with huge china doll blue eyes who never had a hair out of place. She was a cheerleader and she even cheered prissy.
Who else is a priss? Gina Gershon, Jami Gertz and Melissa Gilbert. Prissy priss-pants all!
Who do you think is a priss? - asked Queen Prissy-Priss-Pot.
Actually - that gets to the heart of the matter. I think I'm far more Queenie than Prissy. I'm entitled out the yinyang, you betcha. And if you don't like it then "Off with your head!" In fact, one of the nick-names a detractor once used for me was Queen of Sheba . . .
Just call me Queen Priss and we'll be ok.
posted by keithurbanchic @ 10:35 AM
2 Comments:
I am The Sudden Departure.
You've been in a lot of serious relationships. More than a few have ended ugly. Uglily. Whatever. Our guess is that you're a really fantastic girl who doesn't really know what she wants, and you've broken a few hearts as a result. You fall for people easily, and you enjoy the feeling of falling in love, but once you're there, either boredom or the old "grass is greener" syndrome sets in. The mind wanders, and with it goes the flesh. And then the toiletries.
We know you're not the classic "love 'em and leave 'em" type, at least not in a purely sexual sense. You have too many serious bonding tendencies for that. But even though you're theoretically looking to settle down, you don't settle long on one person. "Serial monogamist" is probably something you hear a lot. "Emotionally loose" is another way to put it. To the poor guys eating your dust and sniffing your panties, it doesn't really make much difference. Of course, it's not really your fault that people get hurt. You have every right to move on when you choose.
Hey - didn't we date in college? Oh, wait. You're a girl. Except for that - and the panty-sniffing thing - I'm sure we dated . . .
;)
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