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I have a very interesting quirk...
As do we all, but I feel I may be one of the few in this world that contians 7 billion people plus, that may actually do it...
If I've still been able to hold your attention this long, you're probably asking:
1. What is this unusual quirk that you contain that you are completely sure that only you posses,
2. Are you so completely ignorant to the world that you think you're special enough to have your own unique quirk,
or, my personal favorite,
3. Do you have doughnuts? No seriously!
At which point I bash you over the head with some cheap, yet delicious, French Bread from Meijers.
Again, the questions you may be asking might be:
1. Why bread,
2. Why French Bread
3. And why from Meijers
4. Are you some kind of retard to think that French Bread from Meijers will actually knock out a person? What a reject...
and,
5. Do you have French Bread from Meijers? -OMFG! Panic attack involving some type of spasm, and/or foaming at the mouth- ((Is there even varieties of spasms and foaming at the mouth?))
Yes, you silly, uneducated little person.
And if you happened to ask question number four, I would have to tell you that you are a very unimaginative little p***k who would never suppose that the French Bread might in fact be moldy and filled lead.
At which point I would hit you again, just for good measure. Thus, mold spores would fill your lungs and kill you within two weeks. But, unfortunately, the lead would knock you cold, leaving you no time to seek help because I have just decided that our fateful converstaion was out in the middle of a desert.
This just isn't your day.
But don't worry, you will probably never wake up again, on account of me stuffing the lead into your mouth. You should be dead before you even wake up.
But is that technically possible, dying before you wake up...
It could very well be argumented over heavily for the next two generations, but I would be happy to leave that to the other people who call themselves, "scientists", and let them waste their own little lives fighting over something they wouldn't even be able to prove.

Anyway, you are probably still wondering what my little quirk is. I would be happy to say that you just passed a character test. I can't believe that you would sit there and just read that. I'm smiling right now on the other side of the glass. You probably just wasted about two minutes of your precious life. And a lot could happen in two minutes...
-Rummages about for a poem-
I think this states it nicely:

There is a lot more, but I didn't put it in...
<3
I guess you could argue that I did just waste my time typing it all up for your little eyes, anyway(About how I'm saying you just wasted part of your life). Oh, how I love to be proved wrong. Just so I can prove I'm right again...

Okay, my little quirk is...
-Drum Roll-
Heh heh.

Standing in front of a mirror and thinking how pretty I am. Models can't compete with my face. The world has never seen a more beautiful face! This face will make me famous one day...
And then I'd start doing poses, and cracking up, even though it wasn't that funny...

Wow.

Just thinking those thoughts to myself gets me through the day. It really boosts your self-esttem when you think those selfish thoughts to yourself. By no means should you go out in front of a group of people and say that. They'll think your a b***h. A self-absorbed, cocky b***h.
And you don't want people to call you that!
And anyway, always calling yourself ugly and fat and crap doesn't get you anywhere. If you think your fat, stop complaining, go do something about it!
Stop making other excuses and blaming other poeple. Most of the time, things are your fault. You just don't have the courage to blame yourself.

Hey, I won't say I'm perfect. I sometimes blame things on other people, too. Just embracing the world can make the difference!
<3

And, by the way. I actually got soft!
-Dances-
Before leaving I need to go kick that guy over there a few times before taking off in my awesome helicopter over there.
Now watch, this guy thinks life sucks and isn't worht living. Well, this is what I think of him...
I'll just hit and kick him a few times, stuff the lead further down his throat...And be done with his problems and complaints. It's not always easy. It's just that some people have an inner voice, unlike moi.
And by the way, I know I'm a bit of looney.

But that's what makes me, me.

Now, excuse me while I go pose in front of the mirror a bit longer...

~Meg

-Kicks guy a few more times-