I'm pretty sure it's just an Eastern European variation of Mark.

I watched an episode with my 15 year old brother in law and it was the most uncomfortable experience of my life. He put a pillow in his lap at one point. Ughhh.

My brother-in-law's name is Marek, but it's because my husband's family is Polish.

Slagathor was the name of my first iPod.

Good point. I guess most people have that. I don't have overdraft protection or whatever. My cards always just get declined. I'm great at financial planning, btw.

Well I guess I'm grateful that I don't have enough money either in my bank account or available on my credit card for this to ever happen to me!

But are you a gold digger? Is this survey as scientifically accurate as it seems?

If someone kidnapped my dog, I would fucking murder him. That's way too fucked up.

I'm apparently "exotic" looking (aka "why aren't you white?") and people always ask me what my ethnicity is. I think of myself as being a textbook melting pot Canadian, so I always just say I'm Canadian. I don't feel like taking ten minutes to explain my cultural heritage to anyone. Whenever any kind of official form…

All I know is that I want to be best friends with Genderwierd Queerdo Carebear.

Maybe this is just because I live in Canada, but polar bear dives (when they cut a hole in the ice on the lake so people can jump in and out of the water) have always been a thing. The town where my grandparents live does it every year on New Year's Day. I'm pretty sure it's usually done as a fundraiser.

Mine would be like

I quit drinking about four months ago and honestly if strangers were always watching me and publicly announcing whenever I had a slip up, I would fucking kill myself. Her sobriety is her own damn business as far as I'm concerned.