You've Got Questions, We've Got Answers: ASK US ANYTHING

A few weeks ago, during those 11 days I had off from work around the holidays (after I watched all 4 seasons of Dexter and season 1 of Nurse Jackie), I discovered another outlet for my retarded online douchery: formspring.me.

Basically, formspring.me is a service that allows you to set up a Q & A style page for yourself where people can ask you all sorts of questions...ANY QUESTIONS, in fact, and they can do this shit entirely anonymously. The questions are then emailed to you, and you get to answer them...or not. All your answers appear back on your formspring.me page, so everyone gets to play along.

Gawker called formspring the sociopathic crack cocaine of oversharing, and I'd be hard-pressed to disagree. This thing is set up to tweet your reponses after you answer a question, and though its all kind of hazy right now, somehow before I knew what the fuck had hit me, I had answered 94 questions. 

People asked all sorts of crazy shit from specifics on my favorite gourmet cheeses, how we chose a Basset Hound, my feelings on gay marriage, and what I'd do if I accidentally got preggo. There were questions about blogging, peeps who wondered where the fuck Benjamin went, and a fairly in-depth game of Fuck/Marry/Kill. I got kind of obsessed for a few days, and then mostly abandoned it when there were like 4 people left asking me questions which all revolved around kinky sexual stuff. 

Anyway.

It occurred to me yesterday that this shit could be waaaay more fun on FIPS than it is on Twitter. So, behold: our official FIPS You've Got Questions, We've Got Answers Page. This is the spot you need to go to to let loose with questions about anything and everything. Like maybe you're wondering:

• What street John Turturro lives on?
• Whether or not Jake Taylor and/or Robnyc are officially on the FIPS payroll?
• If any of the FIPS writers have actually ever hooked up?
• How hot air balloons work?
• What my thoughts are about your hot ass?
• What my thoughts are about my hot ass?
• Why I'm retarded enough to think that anyone, ANYWHERE, would actually give a shit about all this?
• Who's your daddy?
• etc.

ASK. US. ANYTHING.

And don't just feel like you need to ask me questions. Oh no...feel free to send along your queries to anyone and everyone at FIPS HQ. Despite the fact that I've told none of them, and secured no one's participation, I'm guessing that Meredith, Amanda, Eric, Allison and Parowpyro would all be totally fucking annoyed with yet another FIPS assignment more than thrilled to answer any and all of your burning questions too.

So whatchoo bitches got? [for any of our mildly retarded readers, you need to make sure you ask your questions on formspring.me...while leaving questions in the comments is cool b/c it makes it seem like a. people read shit around here and b. we get lots of traffic, it will then require that I cut and paste your crap onto formspring ma damn self. And as we've established many, many times before: my ass is lazy].