Conquer Club

http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testi ... 5520441770

I got 45%

Edit, Wait here's a much better quiz:

http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/lunatics/

Only 32% for me...

64%

So you've done your fair share of laughing at racist jokes and tripping people only to watch them laugh when they fall... but you're not a terrible person. You try to lead a good life but definately mess up from time to time. I guess things could be worse. I would say this picture sums up the extent of your fucked up-ness.

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 99% on fucked up-ness

That's how fucked up I am.

38%

I think everyone gets that picture.

Syzygy wrote:http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=3506858895520441770

I got 45%

Edit, Wait here's a much better quiz:

http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/lunatics/

the first ones better

31%

66%...........i'm a little disapointed

30% fucked up.

One test said that I am "Practicly a Saint" while the other claimed that I am Caligula.

55%

You are 45% fucked up!

You scored higher than 71% on fucked up-ness

i did it again and lied on all of them and got 91% and was shown a photo of anx-ray with a bottle up my ass.

15%

Let's be honest though, just because I fancy my cousin, laugh at racist jokes and steal from my friends...does it really make me that foked up?

32

12%

17

cena-rules wrote:15%

so very messed up. It never asks about my pokemon obsession.

I got 22% and I'm Charles VI Mad King of France.

2nd quiz will do the first in a min

You are Joshua Abraham Norton, first and only Emperor of the United States of America!

1st 22%

"You are Joshua Abraham Norton, first and only Emperor of the United States of America!" George Bush, eat your heart out!

Oh and i'm english!?!?!?!

TesT 1: You are 27% fucked up!

So you've done your fair share of laughing at racist jokes and tripping people only to watch them laugh when they fall... but you're not a terrible person. You try to lead a good life but definately mess up from time to time. I guess things could be worse. I would say this picture sums up the extent of your fucked up-ness.

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Test 2:
You are Charles VI of France, also known as Charles the Mad or Charles the Well-Beloved!

A fine, amiable and dreamy young man, skilled in horsemanship and archery, you were also from a long line of dribbling madmen. King at 12 and quickly married to your sweetheart, Bavarian Princess Isabeau, you enjoyed many happy months together before either of you could speak anything of the other's language. However, after illness you became a tad unstable. When a raving lunatic ran up to your entourage spouting an incoherent prophecy of doom, you were unsettled enough to slaughter four of your best men when a page dropped a lance. Your hair and nails fell out. At a royal masquerade, you and your courtiers dressed as wild men, ending in tragedy when four of them accidentally caught fire and burned to death. You were saved by the timely intervention of the Duchess of Berry's underskirts.

This brought on another bout of sickness, which surgeons countered by drilling holes in your skull. The following months saw you suffer an exorcism, beg your friends to kill you, go into hyperactive fits of gaiety, run through your rooms to the point of exhaustion, hide from imaginary assassins, claim your name was Georges, deny that you were King and fail to recognise your family. You smashed furniture and wet yourself at regular intervals. Passing briefly into erratic genius, you believed yourself to be made of glass and demanded iron rods in your attire to prevent you breaking.

In 1405 you stopped bathing, shaving or changing your clothes. This went on until several men were hired to blacken their faces, hide, jump out and shout "boo!", upon which you resumed basic hygiene. Despite this, your wife continued sleeping with you until 1407, when she hired a young beauty, Odette de Champdivers, to take her place. Isabeau then consoled herself, as it were, with your brother. Her lovers followed thick and fast while you became a pawn of your court, until you had her latest beau strangled and drowned.

A severe fever was fended off with oranges and pomegranates in vast quantities, but you succumbed again in 1422 and died. Your disease was most likely hereditary. Unfortunately, you had anywhere up to eleven children, who variously went on to develop capriciousness, great cruelty, insecurity, paranoia, revulsion towards food and, in one case, a phobia of bridges.


Janis

Sass wrote:TesT 1: You are 27% fucked up!

So you've done your fair share of laughing at racist jokes and tripping people only to watch them laugh when they fall... but you're not a terrible person. You try to lead a good life but definately mess up from time to time. I guess things could be worse. I would say this picture sums up the extent of your fucked up-ness.

Where's the pic?