You Know You Watch Too Much Powerpuff Girls When...

*You spend months crying in your room because you have brown hair and not Blonde, Black, or Red.

*You refuse to own anything that is not pink, blue, or green.

*You cannot help thinking about the Powerpuff Girls when you pass by a pink, blue, and green lemonade stand.

*You spend months making an exact replica of Townsville(to scale), including the insides of ALL the houses and buildings.

*You decide to run away to your best friend's house because you have lost TV time for a week. (Think of how many episodes you'd miss!)

*You don't do anything that doesn't have anything to do with the Powerpuff Girls.

*You hate monkeys.

*You decide to devote your life to Powerpuffanity, a made up religion.

*You jump out of your bedroom window, hoping to fly.

*You get your body strangely proportioned by your doctor, just to look like a Powerpuff Girl.

*You decide to ditch your best friend because she (or he) hasn't ever seen the Powerpuff Girls, or even worse, hates the show.

*You own so much Powerpuff paraphernalia, you have no space in your house left.

*You have an anniversary party for when the Powerpuff Girls were born.

*You plan to have three children, and marry a professor.

*You know every single line from every episode, even the ones that haven't been aired yet.

*You think all boys that are 5 years old are evil creations of Mojo Jojo.

*You have been to EVERY Powerpuff site on the net.

*You don't mind when your dad divorces your mom because the Powerpuff Girls don't have a mother.

*You attack everyone you see who looks anything like the Powerpuff Girls enemies.

*You answer only when people call you Bubbles, Blossom, or Buttercup.

*Sometimes when you're at school or work, people you don't know refer to you as 'that Powerpuff freak.'

*When people want to get your attention, they say "Hey Powerpuff Girl!"

*Before you leave the house, you shout out a catch phrase like "The City needs us!" or "Let's roll...Mojo's at it again!"

*You bought a children's toy phone, and you stare at it for hours, willing it to ring.

*You have made a secret shrine in your closet, for the sole purpose of worshipping Craig McCracken.