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I have been obsessed with Roseanne Barr all my life. She’s my hero, and I absolutely adore her. I would give anything to meet her; I just don’t know how I could.

I met her after her stand up at The Mohegan Sun in Connecticut. She was very nice. During the show, we were told to write down a question and submit it for her to possibly pick and answer at random. I asked her a question that had to do something with my dead bunny, Big Boy, and how he was doing. I had even drawn some silly illustrations to go with it. Unfortunately, she didnt pick mine, but I brought it over to her to sign it anyway. She read it and told me it was really funny and asked if she could keep it and use it as part of her act. Well, I’m so stupid, i panicked and said “No”. i don’t know why!! I think I was scared cause I didnt have anything else for her to sign. So stupid!! My rational self would have said “Yes” in a heartbeat, cos my rational self does not actually give a sh*t about autographs, but i dont know, i spazzed out for some odd reason. That would have been way cooler than any scribbled moniker!! duh!!