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1. Stacy Bee,
   Apparently you have no honest friends, as it seems no one has responded to your invitation to “tell me who YOU are.” Well, at YOUR invitation I took the test. After answering the best I could, which involved some answers as Good Boy and others as Bad Boy, to my horror I found out I was Marjorie. That’s right, Rockin’ Bob is a blond with curly hair. Thank you sooooo much, Stacy Bee! And to think I practically made it all the way through this earthly existence without discovering that “I may be mistaken” (ZZ Top). I know, denial is not a river in Egypt. Anyway, I thought the best thing to do at that point was TAKE THE TEST OVER. Apparently there is plenty of demand from other simllarly scarred test-takers that they make it easy to do. So I took it over. And I answered every question in my Bad Boy persona. Kill the hippy. Free R Kelly. Yell at the boy in the road. Et cetera. To my great relief, I found out I am Chef. I was hoping for Cartman, but apparently it was the “Football sucks” answer that killed that. Anyway, I’m Chef, got that. If I so much as hear “Margie” and tittering behind my back ….

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