Yes, but I believe it should be WON. (demonstrating your fail skills...)

Ever been into space? (inner space)

uh... im just gonna say guilty :D

Have you ever died, then ate your own pizza in your dreams, then woken up to find yourself in a puddle of shmoop, then swallowed that taco that was made of sausages then died?

Guilty! I do that every morning on the way to school!

Have you ever died, then ate your own pizza in your dreams, then woken up to find yourself in a puddle of shmoop, then swallowed that taco that was made of sausages then died, and then fallen asleep in your death only to not wake up to find yourself licking your elbow?

Pssh, thats on my to do list every friday :P so guilty

Have you ever died, then ate your own pizza in your dreams, then woken up to find yourself in a puddle of shmoop, then swallowed that taco that was made of sausages then died, and then fallen asleep in your death only to not wake up to find yourself licking your elbow with cranberry sauce on it so you could follow that poodle to the world of shmob also known as Disney Land?

I do that every weekday to pass the time.

Have you ever died, then ate your own pizza in your dreams, then woken up to find yourself in a puddle of shmoop, then swallowed that taco that was made of sausages then died, and then fallen asleep in your death only to not wake up to find yourself licking your elbow with cranberry sauce on it so you could follow that poodle to the world of shmob also known as Disney Land and assassinated Mickey Mouse from half a mile away with a baseball?

Guilty, right after I do my laundry!

Have you ever died, then ate your own pizza in your dreams, then woken up to find yourself in a puddle of shmoop, then swallowed that taco that was made of sausages then died, and then fallen asleep in your death only to not wake up to find yourself licking your elbow with cranberry sauce on it so you could follow that poodle to the world of shmob also known as Disney Land and assassinated Mickey Mouse from half a mile away with a baseball only to find yourself in Space Mountain with a bottle of liquefied ham?

Pssh guilty all the time! my ham is super tasty liquefied :P

Have you ever died, then ate your own pizza in your dreams, then woken up to find yourself in a puddle of shmoop, then swallowed that taco that was made of sausages then died, and then fallen asleep in your death only to not wake up to find yourself licking your elbow with cranberry sauce on it so you could follow that poodle to the world of shmob also known as Disney Land and assassinated Mickey Mouse from half a mile away with a baseball only to find yourself in Space Mountain with a bottle of liquefied ham, only to drink it and find a chicken nugget with peas and beans with chocolate mushrooms and mermaid narwhals?

Guilty I think... I need to double check.

Have you ever died, then ate your own pizza in your dreams, then woken up to find yourself in a puddle of shmoop, then swallowed that taco that was made of sausages then died, and then fallen asleep in your death only to not wake up to find yourself licking your elbow with cranberry sauce on it so you could follow that poodle to the world of shmob also known as Disney Land and assassinated Mickey Mouse from half a mile away with a baseball only to find yourself in Space Mountain with a bottle of liquefied ham, only to drink it and find a chicken nugget with peas and beans with chocolate mushrooms and mermaid narwhals that love to get up on stage with Lady Gaga and sing Thriller, only doing the dance UPSIDE DOWN?!

No. Definitely a no.

Have you ever returned to this game and found some pretty weird questions?

Pssh, not guilty. I do these every thursday. :P

Have you ever died, then ate your own pizza in your dreams, then woken up to find yourself in a puddle of shmoop, then swallowed that taco that was made of sausages then died, and then fallen asleep in your death only to not wake up to find yourself licking your elbow with cranberry sauce on it so you could follow that poodle to the world of shmob also known as Disney Land and assassinated Mickey Mouse from half a mile away with a baseball only to find yourself in Space Mountain with a bottle of liquefied ham, only to drink it and find a chicken nugget with peas and beans with chocolate mushrooms and mermaid narwhals that love to get up on stage with Lady Gaga and sing Thriller, only doing the dance UPSIDE DOWN while riding a lama to Spain with a juice box named Phillip and a penny named tacobell with super moos flying past your head, WHILE you eat Hanna Montana? XD

No.

Do you ever question your own sanity?

Guilt is all around us....

Have you ever died, then ate your own pizza in your dreams, then woken up to find yourself in a puddle of shmoop, then swallowed that taco that was made of sausages then died, and then fallen asleep in your death only to not wake up to find yourself licking your elbow with cranberry sauce on it so you could follow that poodle to the world of shmob also known as Disney Land and assassinated Mickey Mouse from half a mile away with a baseball only to find yourself in Space Mountain with a bottle of liquefied ham, only to drink it and find a chicken nugget with peas and beans with chocolate mushrooms and mermaid narwhals that love to get up on stage with Lady Gaga and sing Thriller, only doing the dance UPSIDE DOWN while riding a lama to Spain with a juice box named Phillip and a penny named tacobell with super moos flying past your head, WHILE you eat Hanna Montana and throw rabid taccos at an aardvark?

Not guilty, again.

Have you ever questioned the sanity of your friends?

Guilty. Like everyone is this forum?

Have you ever died, then ate your own pizza in your dreams, then woken up to find yourself in a puddle of shmoop, then swallowed that taco that was made of sausages then died, and then fallen asleep in your death only to not wake up to find yourself licking your elbow with cranberry sauce on it so you could follow that poodle to the world of shmob also known as Disney Land and assassinated Mickey Mouse from half a mile away with a baseball only to find yourself in Space Mountain with a bottle of liquefied ham, only to drink it and find a chicken nugget with peas and beans with chocolate mushrooms and mermaid narwhals that love to get up on stage with Lady Gaga and sing Thriller, only doing the dance UPSIDE DOWN while riding a lama to Spain with a juice box named Phillip and a penny named tacobell with super moos flying past your head, WHILE you eat Hanna Montana and throw rabid taccos at an aardvark that was mutated to have sniper rifles for arms and perfect aim and shoots you in the face repeatedly?

Not guilty.

Have you ever not continued a never ending sentence to frustrate others?