Check this out, unbelievers! I stole this delightful little test from View from the Event Horizon.

Barbara Stanwyck
You scored 33% grit, 23% wit, 42% flair, and 9% class!
You’re a tough dame, a bit of a spitfire, and you can even be a little dangerous, but you do it with such flair that almost all is forgiven (and even when it’s not, you’re still the most interesting woman in the room). You can be witty and charming, all right, but you have a tough streak that keeps you focused and sometimes deadly. You’ve had quite a climb to get where you are, but you’re a hard worker and you mostly deserve all you get…and then some. You might end up destroying everything around you, but you must admit…you’ve got style.
Your leading men include Henry Fonda, Fred MacMurray, and when you forget yourself, Gary Cooper.
Find out what kind of classic leading man you’d make by taking the Classic Leading Man Test.
My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 99% on grit
You scored higher than 99% on wit
You scored higher than 99% on flair
You scored higher than 99% on class
Yeah, suck on that, haterz! I’m classy!
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If I was dating myself (that sentence fragment alone is enough to get me ostracized) I ended up with . . . .
Katharine Hepburn
You scored 14% grit, 38% wit, 42% flair, and 19% class!
You are the fabulously quirky and independent woman of character. You go your own way, follow your own drummer, take your own lead. You stand head and shoulders next to your partner, but you are perfectly willing and able to stand alone. Others might be more classically beautiful or conventionally woman-like, but you possess a more fundamental common sense and off-kilter charm, making interesting men fall at your feet. You can pick them up or leave them there as you see fit. You share the screen with the likes of Spencer Tracy and Cary Grant, thinking men who like strong women.
and . . .
John Wayne
You scored 40% Tough, 19% Roguish, 28% Friendly, and 14% Charming! You, my friend, are a man’s man, the original true grit, one tough talking, swaggering son of a bitch. You’re not a bad guy, on the contrary, you’re the ultimate good guy, but you’re one tough character, rough and tumble, ready for anything. You call the shots and go your own way, and if some screwy dame is willing to accept your terms, that’s just fine by you. Otherwise, you’ll just hit the open trail and stay true to yourself. You stand up for what you believe and can handle any situation, usually by rushing into the thick of the action. You’re not polished and you’re not overly warm, but you’re a straight shooter and a real stand up guy. Co-stars include Lauren Bacall and Maureen O’Hara, tough broads who can take care of themselves.
I certainly would have rated Hepburn higher for grit. She was IN True Grit, wasn’t she? Also higher on class, lower on flair.
John Wayne? My god, you’ve got a double True Grit! I’m sure some Hollywood astrologer could tell us what that means…
that my name should be Sandy?
[ / pain ]
Which goes to prove the point that God does not hate fags, but he detests puns
Here’s another good quiz for you – French Stereotypes (from bloggerheads.com)
http://www.leapfrog-properties.com/french_stereotypes/
I’m a Parisian Seductress, apparently. Yet more surprises for my wife.
Ooh, la la! I shall take this in a bit: got to get some sleep now. Can’t wait to find out what it says, though: I was born in France! Zees cood go eye-zher whey.
Thonk evven for leetulllll guhllllllssss
Y’all are just lucky I spared you the Quebecois hack-senn.
Just as I thought, RC–you’re a heck of a guy!
I turned out to be Clark Gable; minus the ears, presumably.
And Joan Crawford.
The only part of you that could pass for Clark Gable IS the ears, sweetie. Crawford? I’d have pegged you (so to speak) for more of a Myrna Loy type.