Quizilla and stones

The Minister of Agriculture, being temporarily relieved of his teaching responsibilities by the election, has followed the Maximum Leader's quiz link and discovered that his mythological type is a unicorn - innocence. I am remarkably impressed with the perspicacity of this quiz. When my friends and family think of me, I am sure that that particular adjective is the first thing that pops into their mind…
Intrigued by the insightful prowess of the quizmaker, I checked for other quizzes by the same author and took the “What type of drunk are you?” quiz. In this realm, unfortunately, the quizmaker’s omniscience seems to have failed. I was labeled a “loud drunk.” As the Maximum Leader can attest from our days together in college (Particularly the “Wattage in the Cottage” parties), I tended to be a wallflower at social events. If memory serves, it was always the Maximum Leader who was dancing maniacally and pulling “Bobo the party bear” out of coed cleavage with his teeth, then flinging the stuffed animal into the crowd. I can’t tell you how many times I had to pull him away from lasses who lacked fine moral character.
Finally, the Maximum Leader has hazarded a guess on the Big Hominid’s site about the Big Hominid’s weight in stone. By some fluke, it appears that the leadership cadre of the MWO hovers in the same weight range. Except, perhaps, the newly appointed Baseball Commissioner.
On a final stone note, the Maximum Leader’s humanely raised, grass-fed organic steer has now passed 47 stone. Since my original goal was to bring the lads to six hundred pounds by the end of November, I am one happy farmer. Mmm… Steak…