Umm... ya know what? Sure. I like wombats.
No. They're weird.
No, purely on the fact that I don't know what a wombat is.
Yes! I've been a life-long wombat lover since, like, birth!
No. I'm never a head-turner.
Should they? Golly, I don't even notice. I'm normally reading up on wombats. What are they, anyway?
I adore the attention I get from wearing pink tutus and blow-up ducks. Doesn't everyone?
Yes, but I think nothing of it. Afterall, even I might look at myself if I walked by.
Yea I'm funny! I'm one of those ROFL kind of people. No, I'll never have any friends as long as I live.
I'm fun and funny. I'm lots of fun to be around, and I admit that from a completely unbiased perspective. Yes, people flock to me. It's kinda creepy.
Fun? Overrated. I never was one for...fun. And people? Well, no, they don't seem to come around me much.
I'm not funny. I have friends, though! They understand my situation of lack of funniness syndrome.
Speaking of pimento cheese...
Well, I was just getting a sponge to clean the tank like the good person I am, but then I... Ah nevermind. I admit everything. But the pufferfish made me do it!
He he. Yeah, no, no, no. I'm not going into that one. That's soooo an inside joke.
That question leaves too much room for error. Please rephrase it for me because I can't function on my own free will.
My friend was over and we were playing hockey. Then I accidently hit the puck into the bowl, and then the rest really just goes downhill. And that's the truth. Maybe.