As you may have guessed, my personality tests pull me up as a searcher, which means that I take more pleasure in the quest for a solution han the achievement of the answer.

This isn't always true, but... Holy Hell.

I have discovered the worst song ever. Yay(wtf?) for me?

It's called Chicken Noodle Soup.
They play it at Bar Mitzvah's.

Chicken Noodle Soup with a soda on the side. If I had a lethal weapon, I'd use it on myself just thinking about it. (But they don't let me have sharp objects in here)