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A trip through Google images

I stole this from Scott's blog, who got it from someone else. I found it entertaining so I decided to repost it here.

Instructions
: Use the picture you like best from the first (no clicking around for 44 pages) page of the search results on Google Image, and then answer the following questions.

1. The city and state of the town you grew
up, no quotation marks.













Ah West Plains Missouri. Small town at it's finest.

2. The town where you currently reside.













Columbia, MO lies between St. Louis and Kansas City on I-70. It is the home of the University of Missouri Tigers, the famous Broadway Diner, open 11 p.m. to 11 a.m., and the recently released Quinn Snyder.

3. Your name, first and last, no quotation marks
















You may think that I'm a Beatles fan for posting this. I like the Beatles, but really I post this because my dad was a sargeant in the army. That's right, Sargeant Peppers.

4. Your grandmother's name

Willa Ottersbach didn't turn anything up, so I went with Willa. It looks like Willa is a fearsome RPG game character, from what I found.

5. Your favorite food















This is what I call the feast of a king.

6. Your favorite drink












It does a body good. Strong teeth and bones.

7. Your favorite smell













The smell of the woods in the spring, with a crackling cedar campfire. The smell of the earth, especially after a rainstorm.

8. Your favorite song

























I like to hum or sing hymns to myself. This is one I sing pretty dang often.

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