What Kind of Cretaceous Plant Are YOU?

Constant pregnancy updates.

Game invitations.

Bullies from high school sending "Friend" requests.

Annoying, yes... but none have gotten under my skin more than the...

"What Kind of ****** Are YOU?"  quizes.

I'm not going to lie; it was fun at first.  Through analysis of my answers to such provocative questions, as "Do you consider yourself a morning person?," and "What kind of car do you drive?", I could finally confirm to my fellow Facebookers, that I am, indeed, Alison from "The Breakfast Club", it's been established that the two celebrities I should get drunk with are "Benedict Cumberbatch and Michael Fassbender" (natch), and if I were a tree, I'd be the sweepingly graceful, yet sturdy, Weeping Willow.

But... 80s references and Across-the-Pond hotties I have no chance of meeting, aside, I think this whole quiz craze has run it's course.

Lapped it, in fact.

I just noticed "What Type of Blood Type SHOULD You Have?", "What Extreme Sport Should You Try?", and "What Two General Words Describe You?" making they're way around the Facebook ether.

I think it's safe to say we're scraping the bottom of the barrel on ideas, here, m'friends.  Time to hang it up.