Just For Larry

Since you believe (and rightly so, my friend) that I am much too complex to be summed up in a over-simplified personality "test"…. I did another one just to prove you right!

However, I gotta warn ya, this one is pretty on the money.


You Belong in 1973

 
  1973 



If you scored…

1950 – 1959: You’re fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in!

1960 – 1969: You are a free spirit with a huge heart. Love, peace, and happiness rule – oh, and drugs too.

1970 – 1979: Bold and brash, you take life by the horns. Whether you’re partying or protesting, you give it your all!

1980 – 1989: Wild, over the top, and just a little bit cheesy. You’re colorful at night – and successful during the day.

1990 – 1999: With you anything goes! You’re grunge one day, ghetto fabulous the next. It’s all good!

Wha’cha think?

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4 thoughts on “Just For Larry

  1. Ummm… Lu… I’m not sure you’re quite understood the concept. You’ve replaced an oversimplification… with a year? That’s like saying that everyone born in a certain year is a Dragon, or a Monkey, or some such. Or that everyonen born between October 21 and November 21 is a Sagittarius. Vaponius? Whatever.
    No, you are Lu. Unique in all the world. Indescribable by any standardized means… knowable only through experience, just like the rest of us, assuming any individuality has survived school and the erosive effects of society and work. You don’t need to worry about that. 🙂 Red hair is the least of your uniqueness.

  2. An update: Out of curiosity, I went to the site to take this test. The first question wasn’t too bad, as I’d at least heard of the TV shows. After that, though, it was hopeless. I had no idea what they were talking about. So, we’ll never know if I’m in the right year but I’m clearly on the wrong planet. Sorry. I’ll go back to my space ship now.
    Classically beautiful women? Give me a break. They’re made of plastic. I prefer people whose soul animates them.