FAQs
Where did you come up with the name “Over-Educated Nympho”?
I was lying naked in a field of daisies and satyr dung when a unicorn galloped by with a fairy on its back. The fairy tapped me on my nose with her glittery dildo-shaped scepter and thus christened me Over-Educated Nympho. Then I slammed her dainty little body inside the fat book I was reading because I knew no one would believe that I had met a fairy unless I brought back proof. Also, I sold her dildo-shaped scepter on eBay. That’s how I was able to afford this nifty laptop. A truly fantastic muse, she has given me so much to be grateful for.
Are you really as hot as you say you are?
One of the answers below is correct:
- No. I’m a troll. Unless if you’re into trolls. My mouth is located at a convenient height. And I have a really kinky hobbit outfit I wear on special occasions. –wink wink– Here’s lookin’ at you, big guy!
- Minus the hairy belly button, I’m smokin’.
- Dude. I make fat phat. I’m so fatty phat PHAT that I need two t’s to show how HOTT I am.
- One word, mah bitches: K-Fed, if he had these sweet little titties, yo. I’se one fine ass mothaFUCKA.
- Heck yeah! I was voted “cutest boy in Mrs. Anderson’s homeroom” last year by all the girls in my seventh grade class! Any day now my pubes are going to grow in and then I’ll be the cutest boy in all of Jefferson Junior High! BOO YAH.
- Well. I have a really really great personality. (That has absolutely nothing to do with why there’s no photos posted here on my blog. Ever.)
- Yes.
What field do you work in?
The daisy-filled one mentioned above. Which is where I direct rows and rows of monkeys working at typewriters and Apple IIs. They’re writing the next single greatest piece of chick lit, The Single Girl’s Diary of Being Good in Bed While Shopping in New York City But Oopsies Woke Up Married Just How MANY Cosmos Did I Drink Last Night, SONOVABITCH!? It’s going to be a best-seller, I can tell. Besides, I know it has to be good because I threatened the monkeys with their lives if the book didn’t beat out Harry Potter Grows an Adam’s Apple on the New York Times Bestsellers List.
Do these things really happen to you or do you make them up?
Of the monkeys mentioned above–the ones who prove themselves to be competent at drunken spelling, creative cursing, snark, and general whimsy are promoted to writing this very blog. They are very talented monkeys. I believe the secret to their productivity and great sense of imagination is the regular masturbation breaks throughout the work day.
Are you really a nympho?
No. I’m a Republican.
