This is a thread for the serious:
"If you don't understand why the people around you spend so much time watching TV."

the misconceptions:
"If you like to go dancing wearing black clothing, too much eyeliner, and dancing like an LSD baked mime impersonating a tornado in slow motion."

and the tongue in cheek:
"If you dyed your neighbor's poodle black."


derk
OK- who wants a moustache ride?

You might be a goth if:

Your parents constantly wonder where they went wrong.

You consider fishnets dressy enough for a job interview.

You understand the differences between fetish, punk, spooky, witchy, g33k, romantic, and cemetary goths and can explain them in detail.

When shopping for clothing, you bear in mind that all things can be dyed black.

You dye everything black.

It's Halloween every day in your house or apartment.

You hold true that Tim Burton is a demigod, as well as Trent Reznor.

Marilyn Manson sucks balls, and he's SO not goth.

You're NOT goth.

Your family buys you clothes for Christmas. You dye them all black by New Year's.

You have more ankhs than the Egyptian National Museum.

You find creative uses of the word "sheeple" and employ them daily, usually directly after channel-surfing past MTV, because gods know you WON'T watch that crap.

Hahaha. "Sheeple". I'm going to start using that term.

You MIGHT be a goth if:

you've ever gone thru an entire pack of cloves in an hour. A pack which you didn't own.

you've ever wanted to strangle someone who requested a song by marilyn manson.

you've ever strangled somone who requested a song by <insert loathed boy-band" here>.

you've heard the words, "fuk - i ran outta eye liner!"

you've heard the words, "fuk - i ran outta dirty bong water!"

you've heard the words, "fuk - the DJ!"

<for men> your sister ever asked to borrow your fishnets for sunday night.

<for women> been desperate enough to ask your brother for fishnets on sunday night.

you only know the folx at sanctus by their screen names on KG
<bonus point - you dont really care>

you've ever wondered, "how do priests keep their clothes so black..?"

you ever asked one how.

you ever recieved "the finger" from the president of the "foundation for tolerance."

you get dressed in the morning before your cup of coffee, and don't have to worry about pesky social faux-pas like "will this match?"

- its specifically designed to be that way

you've ever been the subject of an excorcism.
<bonus points if it didn't work.>

Your best friends have started a thread on KG to smack Ann Rice silly next time she shows her pansy-ass on burbon street.

"normals" really piss you off, yet you can't explain why.

"goths" really piss you off, yet you don't CARE why.

you've ever put methods of grusome death on a dart board, then composed a list of how pop icons should die, based on your dart throwing skills.

you schedule vacation time for the monday after the 3rd weekend of the month.

you know whats in a "Redheaded Slut."

you own copies of "crow", "dark city" and "doom generation."

you think the "rocky horror picture show" isnt just a movie- its a lifestyle.

"sin" is not a bad concept.. its more like a hobby.

morning seems to come too early.

noon seems to come too early.

you're reading this thread.

you've ever seen Voltaire live.

moonlight hurts your eyes, and a full moon forces you to wear shades and SPF 90.

turning on the light in your closet won't do any good.

derk
"Look - I need you to tap into your dark side where violence reigns, and terror cracks the whip."
"Okee-dokee."